“Watching the two of you made me come…just watching,” he said. James leaned over me, kissing and licking my mouth, and I tensed in anticipation. My Daniel and now his friend James…both of them with foreskin. I was filled with religious fervor as I knocked on the motel door. “Father, you’re spreading me so wide.” “You’re tight Phyllis…your cunt is gripping me…unh!” I was holding myself now as the dragon was stroking, was going deep. James’ hands smoothing my thighs, adjusting my position on the pillows telling me sweet things. “You taste good,” I said. Father Daniel’s “Spell.” by Phyllisroger [email protected]
I was young and nubile and also, this was the important part, longed for and loved orgasms and climaxes and all kinds of things like that which were a kind of ‘forbidden fruit.’ After all, I was not that old but my body was fully developed.
