LEAH'S POV
“Jesusㅡ Jesusㅡ”
“It's not time to fucking pray, sister Leah.” Father Damon grunted under me, hand reaching between us to rub at my sensitive clit.
My pussy was dripping wet, soaking the thighs of father Damon as my stomach began to tighten in knots, a clear sign of my impending...