⭐️Pastor’s Wife Meant Business when she Asked me to Fuck Her Raw and Cum in her Wet Pusssy
As the church bells chimed, signaling the end of yet another monotonous Sunday service, Father John was surprised to find his wife, Bambi, waiting for him in his study. Normally, she would be busy chatting with the other ladies at the parish picnic or ladies’ auxiliary meeting. But today, she seemed to have other things on her mind.
“John, we need to talk,” she said sternly, closing the door behind her. Father John, caught off guard, nearly tripped over his clerical collar in his haste to greet her. “What’s going on, my dear? Is everything alright?”
Bambi’s eyes narrowed as she slowly unbuttoned her Sunday finest, revealing an alluring red lace bra and matching panties underneath. “It’s time we had a little fun, John. As the pastor’s wife, I need to make sure my needs are attended to in order to better serve our congregation.”
Father John gulped, suddenly feeling his collar tighten around his neck. “Well, that’s certainly humbling to hear, Bambi. I was not aware our marriage and duties to the church required such…arrangements.”
Bambi sauntered over, pressing her ample bosom against his chest. “Oh I think you can make an exception, husband. Isn’t it in the Bible somewhere? Let’s give this one more shot before we fully expire. I’m ready to reconnect on a carnal level if you are.” Father John looked down at her heaving cleavage, his taboo pulse quickening. She ran a finger down his clerical shirt.
He laughed nervously. “You’re right Bambi, I caucused you off the bus to hell long ago! Why not mend some bridges back at the pulpit?”
Bambi smirked, pushing him back towards his desk. “That’s the spirit. Now let’s get you out of these stiff clothes.” She unbuckled his belt, helping herd his chubby cock out from its vestments. “My my, been a while, hasn’t it? Let’s get reacquainted!”
Father John moaned as she straddled him, kissing him deeply while stroking his member. “Mmm yes, I need this. Need you to fuck me raw, John. Stuff that holy rod in me and preach the word! Pastor’s wife has to be filled with the spirit!”
Bambi peeled off her panties, revealing her wet, pink folds. She Mounted him in his study chair, rubbing his cock against her opening. “Fuck me hard, John! I order you, as my superior! Fill my naughty hole with your unholy seed! Impregnate me with lust while wearing those sacred clothes!”
Father John moaned as he thrust into her wetness, the feeling of forbidden sin sending chills through his body. Bambi bounced on his lap, her tits bouncing in his face, grunting from the force of his thrusts. “Yes! Use me like a cheap church floozy! Defile me, husband, defile your Paper Angel of the pulpit!”
Faster and faster he bucked, their copulation Kreaking noisly against the desk. “Greater is the flesh!” Bambi cawed as he crept closer to climax. “Surrender to the Almighty Boner! Cum in me! Cum in your wife!”
With an inhuman groan he emptied into her, his seed pumping deep into her womb as she wiggled on his cock milking out every drop. As their pulses subsided, Bambi smiled a devilish smile. “Felt good to renew our vows today, didn’t it husband? Let’s not forget this anymore. Find your flock in my fluff!”
Father John, sweat dripping down his face, nodded meekly in agreement, silently vowing this was a one time church and steeple performance. But as Bambi pulled her bloomers back on and sauntered away, a wicked glint flashed in her eyes. Let’s see about that, you naughty priest.
