..her fingers were slick with her moisture and salty to his taste, he sucked the tips in through his lips as she sucked him in through her lips. The warmth of her mouth made his cock swell further, she teased the hole in the end with her tongue, swirling it around the head, lapping at the ridge around his sensitive helmet. He moaned again, twisting his fingers into her hair pulling her onto his stiffened member, pressing deeper into her throat, his hips starting to roll as she sucked him harder. His hands slipped to the side of her head and took a firm hold as he started to fuck her mouth, he was lost in his own wanton lust when the confessional door creaked slightly open, he looked up as he felt long talon like nails clawing into his buttocks, Sister Mary was vibrating her throat muscles as she kept the full length of the priest's cock in her mouth. Father Glyndwr felt her nails scrape across his abdomen, red tramlines appeared on his belly above his pubic area. Through the crack in the door he could see a large mirror, suddenly he stopped mid-thrust, Sister Mary had no reflection, he felt the vacuum building around the base of his cock, preventing him from pulling away, he was trapped by the demoness....

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