SQUIRT SHOTS

DIRTY CONFESSION (6): I LOVE YOU♥️

I sat in front of the mirror that evening, brushing my hair slowly with shaky hands.

My p***y still felt tender and sore from yesterday, but every little movement reminded me of how Father Ren’s thick c**k had stretched me open and how Father Elias had filled my mouth.

What kind of wife am I? I went there looking for forgiveness and now I’m craving more sin, and tonight David will be there watching every fuckin thing!

My n*****s tightened under my thin dress just thinking about it and I hate that.

A fresh trickle of wetness slipped down my thigh. I didn’t bother with panties. Part of me wanted to be ready as much as another part of me hated it.

David came into the room looking more alive than he had in years. “You look beautiful, Tanya,” he said, kissing my cheek gently. “Those nuns really opened my eyes. I think tonight will bring us closer together.”

I smiled weakly, my heart racing. If only you knew how close I already got with the priests. “I hope so, honey.” I nodded quickly.

We drove to the cathedral in silence. My thighs kept rubbing together, making my swollen c**t ache.

When we arrived, a young sister led us deep underground into the Inner Sanctum.

The warm candlelight flickered across the marble platform, father Ren and father Elias stood waiting, their eyes darkening with hunger the moment they saw me.

Ren’s gaze dropped straight to my breasts, while Elias licked his lips slowly.

Pope Gregory XVII stood tall and commanding in the center, silver hair shining, and behind him were the six stunning MILF nuns.

Up close they looked even hotter — mature, curvy women with heavy breasts straining against their habits, thick thighs, and full, soft asses.

Their faces glowed with the same dirty hunger I felt inside. One blonde nun with massive t**s caught my eye and smiled knowingly.

God, I want to bury my face between those big t**s and suck her n*****s while she moans,

“Welcome, my children,” the Pope said in his deep, rich voice. “Tonight we will cleanse your marriage through deep spiritual release. Open yourselves completely.”

They started with soft prayers, but the air quickly grew thick with lust.

The nuns moved around us, touching and whispering. Sister Rose, a dark-haired beauty with wide hips, pressed against me from behind. Her hand slid down and squeezed my ass. “Let us help you, child,” she whispered hotly in my ear. “Your body is crying out for proper blessing.”

David knelt beside me, breathing faster. Two MILF nuns rubbed his chest and thighs. I could see his c**k hardening in his pants.

Father Ren stepped forward and guided me onto the marble platform. “Lie back, Tanya. Let everyone see how much sin you carry.”

He pushed my dress up to my waist, exposing my bare, dripping p***y to the whole room. I gasped, my face burning.

David is watching me like this… oh f**k, this is so dirty. But my cunt throbbed with need.

“Look at this p***y,” Father Elias said, spreading my legs wide. “Already wet and ready.” The six MILF nuns gathered closer, their eyes hungry.

One of them reached out and pinched my hard n****e, making me moan.

Ren opened his cassock and pulled out his thick, veiny c**k.

He rubbed the fat head up and down my slippery folds before pushing deep inside me in one strong thrust. “Take your priest’s c**k, Tanya. Let it cleanse you.”

“Ahh… yes, Father!” I cried out as he filled my tight cunt completely. The wet sound of him f*****g me echoed through the chamber.

Elias moved to my head and fed his long c**k into my mouth. I sucked him greedily, tasting his salty precum while Ren pounded my p***y harder.

David stared with wide eyes, his mouth open. Two MILFs had pulled his c**k out and were licking it together, their tongues swirling around his shaft. “Tanya…” he groaned, but he didn’t look away.

Sister Rose lifted her habit and straddled my face. Her wet, shaved p***y pressed against my mouth. “Lick me while they f**k you, sweet girl.” I buried my tongue inside her, tasting her sweet juices as I moaned around Elias’s c**k.

She tasted so good I couldn’t stop sucking on her swollen c**t.

The other nuns joined in, kissing my neck, sucking my n*****s, and rubbing my c**t while Ren f****d me deep.

The pleasure built fast and dirty. Ren’s heavy balls slapped against my ass with every thrust. “Your cunt is gripping me so tight,” he growled. “Your husband never f****d you like this, did he?”

I shook my head, sucking harder on Sister Rose’s juicy cunt. Elias f****d my throat faster.

Another nun pushed two fingers into my ass, stretching me open. I felt so full, so used, and so f*****g good.

“I’m cumming!” I screamed around Elias’s c**k. My whole body shook violently as I squirted all over Ren’s thick shaft, soaking the platform.

Ren groaned loudly and pumped his hot c*m deep into my married p***y. Elias pulled out and shot thick ropes across my face and t**s. Sister Rose came on my tongue, grinding hard and moaning my name.

But they didn’t stop. The nuns pulled David over. They helped him slide his c**k into my c*m-filled p***y. “Feel how wet and used your wife is now,” one of them whispered to him.

David moaned loudly as he thrust into me, sliding easily through Ren’s load.

The feeling of my husband f*****g me right after the priest made me c*m again.

The rivalry between Ren and Elias grew hotter. They took turns with me and the nuns, competing to make me scream louder.

At one point Ren f****d my ass while David f****d my p***y, both c***s stretching me at the same time. I cried out in pure pleasure, my body shaking between them.

The MILF nuns touched each other and me, their big t**s bouncing as they moaned. I got to suck on two of their p*****s while the men used my holes.

We all moved together in a mess of bodies, tongues, and c***s. I lost count of how many times I came.

The Pope watched with calm authority, sometimes giving soft commands like “Deeper” and “Let her release everything.”

Finally, after what felt like hours, we all collapsed on the big marble platform, covered in sweat, oil, and c*m. My body felt completely used and satisfied.

David lay beside me, breathing hard, his hand holding mine tightly. He looked at me with new eyes — full of lust, love, and no more anger.

The Pope smiled gently. “You have both received true cleansing tonight. Your marriage is renewed. Go home in peace… and return whenever the hunger returns.”

We dressed slowly and left the cathedral hand in hand. In the car, David looked over at me. “That was… incredible,” he whispered. “I love you, Tanya.”

“I love you too,” I said softly, feeling the c*m still leaking from my p***y and ass.

For the first time in a long time, I felt strangely complete.

"Perhaps we don't need other people to help us straighten out s*x lives?" he suddenly asked.

Dang it!. How did he know what I was thinking of?

But I shrugged coquettishly. "You're sleeping with my cousin.."

"She gives me these kind of..." he looked down. "I'm sorry. If I knew you were that... that hot on bed and I could use you like those fathers did.... I wouldn't have done it."

We hugged each other passionately.

The love we one had for each other swirling.

Maybe it could be fine again. "I'm sorry for letting them f**k me." I whispered.

"Let's not do this again. Whenever you're angry at me, Chain me to bed and f**k me like a dominant mistress." He promised.

I held my husband tighter. "Yes. tie me up and gag me like a slut if you ever get mad at me."

And that was all.

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