Ursula demonstrates personally

"Our high priestess certainly can't be expected to know about something so ridiculous. That's understandable," Ursula sighed, trying to put a positive spin on the revelation that their highest authority figure in the church was too sheltered to understand what a glory hole was. The other two girls nodded along. "As your spiritual counselor, allow me to take the lead in enlightening you to the point of these."

"Miss... Miss Ursula?" one of the younger girls, a white-haired girl with a petite build asked, smiling awkwardly with shaking eyes. "You... You're going to do it?"

"What?" the older lady asked, placing her hands on her hips and straightening up to an impressive height. "Is there something wrong with that?"

"Oh... W-We assumed you were just here to observe, since you gave us the go-ahead..." the girl laughed, pressing the tips of her forefingers together and laughing nervously. She couldn't say what she was really thinking... that the prim, cold... slightly aged... Ursula seemed like about the last person they'd ever expect to be using something as juvenile as one of these.

"Nonsense. Serving the mandate of the church is just as important for me as it is for you lot," she grumbled. "Now watch and learn..."

"Do you have... experience with these, Miss Ursula?" the other girl, an even more petite one with black hair and straight-cut bangs questioned skeptically.

"Yes! Now shut up, they're coming... And if you say my name out loud where they can hear you, you're both excommunicated!" she explained in a hiss through her teeth.

Clara didn't know what to expect... She waited, wringing her hands nervously, as she heard rustling movements from behind the walls. There was laughter too... and male voices. She didn't recognize any of them, thank Geod. "Oh... I get it! They're peepholes... Oh my," Clara thought to herself, now covering her mouth with both hands. "That would explain why Ursula has to get down on her knees and bring the hole to head level..."

The other girls weren't following suit yet, so she didn't either... she simply watched as Ursula took her kneeling position there, resting both hands in a prim and proper way upon the lap of that black dress she wore, which, Clara observed, seemed a bit too nice for this sort of thing despite the lady's earlier warning. What happened next was a series of events she could never have anticipated... first of all, a male penis extended from the hole. It was clearly a young black male's, already erect for the purpose... it twitched lightly as Ursula watched it with cold, blue eyes. The counselor pushed her glasses up once again with a stoic expression... then parted her ruby red lips and leaned her shoulders forward, until, from back view, it looked as though she'd kissed the wall, with her breasts hanging beneath her.

Clara clutched her back against a tree, unable to believe what she was seeing. She nearly called out "Miss Ursula!" before remembering the threat of excommunication and clutching both hands over her mouth.

The two young nuns smiled at each other, then covered their own mouths as Clara did, hiding excited expressions as they maneuvered for a better position with which to watch their senior work. "Work" was the right word for it... with surprisingly practiced strokes and amazing ****, the purple-haired spinster moved her head and shoulders back and forth. It was as if she was forcing the hapless young man behind the wall into an early submission. As her lips stretched and engulfed the black cock, she left smears of her own lipstick against its surface. Her gloved hands remained completely unused, crossed one over the other in her lap, as she squeezed and sucked on a man ostensibly 20 or 30 years her junior... possibly more, with her age being unknown to the young nuns... actually, a lot more if you could take her hidden angel years into account. As Ursula pulled her head back slightly, she circled the head of the penis with her tongue, then pushed her glasses up on the bridge of her nose again in an amusingly stately gesture.

The nuns looked at each other, then nodded excitedly, turning their attention back onto the high priestess. Clara gulped... was this the part where they join in... or something else? She looked down, feeling a lump grow in her throat as she realized that another penis was protruding from the wall... this one was about the same size, white, and thrust so far through that the balls were visible pushed up against the other side. Whoever was there was definitely excited for it, based on what he saw his friend getting...