“Forgive me, Father,” I gasped against his mouth, “for I have sinned.” His fingers slipped beneath my panties and found me wet. I moaned. “It’s been six months since my last confession.” “Tell me.” He licked my tongue as his hand glided along my drenched heat. “I’ve had my fingers in my pussy for six months while fantasizing about my favorite priest.” A long, deep groan resounded in his chest. “Killing me.” “What’s my penance?” “A lifetime with me.” “Fine. I’ll stay with you for an eternity and not a day more.”
