Virgin Mary, Who?

Clemens wrapped her pretty lips around Officer Paul’s big white cock. He was cut and had a bulbous tip. She kissed it and licked the salty pre cum.

She had that small town next door girl look. Honest face. Young. Big brown eyes and a bright smile. She had long brown hair which was a little messy.

Clemens was catholic by background. Strict in her family. Always a strain with her parents when she did improper things with boys at church. Dating and dancing too early.

“Your daughter is a spawn of Satan!” A mother of a son said when she had corrupted him with lust. Clemens was eighteen and horny as hell.

When she was nineteen and finished with high school, her parents had enough with her antics.

“We think you need to join a convent…” Mom said nervously.

“No way in heck…” Clemens said.

“Don’t talk back to your mother!” Dad said sternly.

Clemens fizzed with anger. She went and packed her duffle bag. Clothes. Avril Lavigne CD. Gummies. And her smuggled years worth of birth control.

“You can’t make me!” She shouted as she slammed the door.

She got into her brother's old Toyota Civic and bailed from this deal. Fuck them.

She felt free now.

Sucking on Officer Paul’s hard dick. Bobbing her head up and down. Sucking on his heavy balls. Felt right. He moaned and grunted.

He lifted her up and bent her over. Her round nineteen year old ass and pink wet pussy. He thrust into her. Hard forceful thrusts. SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!

She loved this feeling of being fucked hard. A slut. He picked up the pace and pounded her pretty wet cunt.

“Ahhh ahhh yeah mmm ahhh yeah!” Clemens smiled looking back at him.

He came inside her wet pussy, grunting. Fuck!

The pill was her ace. But she wouldn’t mind having Officer Paul’s babies. Gosh.

The cat had escaped again. Meow.