The debauchery continues

The older woman's mouth fell open in pure shock, her eyes wide as she stared at the scene unfolding in front of her. Before she could form another word of protest, the younger woman yanked her head forward and shoved her gaping mouth straight down onto my cock.

Her lips stretched around the thick shaft as it slid between them, the sudden intrusion making her throat convulse. The younger woman kept her hand on the back of the older woman's head, forcing her down until my cock hit the back of her throat. Spit bubbled around the older woman's lips as she gagged, her hands coming up to push against my thighs.

"Mmmph—!" The older woman's muffled protest vibrated around my shaft as the younger woman held her in place. Thick strings of saliva ran down my balls while the older woman's throat worked around the intrusion, her eyes watering as she struggled to breathe through her nose.

"That's it," the younger woman purred, gripping the older woman's hair tighter. "Take it all. You were talking so much shit—now put your mouth to work."

The older woman's cheeks hollowed as she tried to pull back, but the younger woman pushed her down harder. My cock disappeared completely into her throat, her nose pressed against my stomach while she gagged and sputtered. More spit poured from the corners of her stretched lips, dripping onto the sanctuary floor in thick ropes.

"Look at you now," the younger woman mocked, watching her friend's throat bulge around my length. "Not so holy anymore, are you?"

The older woman's throat kept spasming around my cock, each gag sending waves of pleasure through me. Her hands clawed at my thighs as she fought to pull off, but the younger woman kept her pinned in place, forcing her to take every inch while the wet, choking sounds echoed through the empty church.