
But stopping was the last thing on her mind now, with the priest's cock bursting in and out of her tight, clinging cunt at a speed that rattled her teeth and jangled her bones. She wanted to go even faster, and she bounced her ass up from the floor of the rectory study to bang her hipbones against his and syncopate the fucking.
Father Tom's crucifix no longer dug into her tits. It was pressed against her flat belly as he concentrated on her tits with manic dedication. Both Rocco and Sister Ursula had sucked on her tits – the only ones who'd ever done it but nobody had done it like Father Tom. He worshipped them with his lips and tongue, and he revealed them to be the triggers of explosive nerves in her hot young cunt that kept going off like strings of firecrackers. Her own fingers and the mouths of Rocco and Sister Ursula had taught her what it was to come, but that had been a grammar-school lesson. Father Tom's cock was giving her a post-graduate course in orgasms it was almost scary to Sister Grace, the way one climax led up to another, until it seemed she would be transubstantiated by the priest's big cock.
The horny young nun's tits and cunt were inflamed beyond her wildest dreams of religious ecstasy, but now the priest revealed a new mystery by tickling her asshole. She spread her legs wide, releasing his back, so he could play with that puckered rosebud of unexpected sensation as much as he wanted to. She wondered if he could fit his finger in her asshole, or even his cock, but he seemed content to tickle it with just the tip of his finger. She writhed and squirmed like a hooked fish under the combined assaults on her cunt, her asshole and her tits.
