episode_0053

Bishop Lisa is breathing heavily, almost losing her senses. She must have thought that her clothes were interfering with sex, so she took them off and clearly revealed her heightened emotions.

Then, she spread her legs in an M shape, and soon moved her hand between her private parts, using her index finger and thumb to spread her pussy flesh.

“…”

“Ha… . ha… . what are you doing. I won’t put my face down quickly… ?”

After taking a quick look at her, I crawl on all fours between her private parts. I didn’t notice it when I saw it from a distance, but when I looked at her wide open vagina up close, it was like seeing living tentacles.

No, crazy… . Why does this suck… .

Suddenly-

When I saw the vulgar pussy drooling like that, my object raised its head again as if it had never happened before.

… How long has it been since I did this and I’m still this excited? .

The excitement was involuntary, not voluntary, so the feeling was even worse. But that doesn’t mean I have something that can overcome my sexual desire, and like a male dog that has just finished training, I got into Bishop Lisa’s crotch and started licking her pussy in a submissive position.

“Ugh! ha… !”

As soon as she parted her pussy with her tongue, she let out a moan. Having already been taught how to lick several times by Bishop Lisa, I pressed my teeth against the clitoris and at the same time scraped the vaginal wall with my tongue.

“Ha… . great. That’s how we do it.”

Bishop Lisa, with a strange look in her eyes, held my head with both hands to prevent me from running away.

She spread her legs wider so I could lick deep inside.

“Ha… . ha… . huh? Marsha Shindo, what are you doing? You can just watch it if you want to. Didn’t I ask you to see it in the first place?”

“Ah, yes… .”

While she was using me as a living dildo, Bishop Lisa was mockingly speaking to Marsha’s congregation. Accordingly, Marsha was almost forced to watch the intercourse between Bishop Lisa and me, and at the same time, feeling the hot gaze, I felt an unknown sense of immorality and my erection grew even larger.

What am I… . Does this situation suck?

In my head, I know it’s not normal. It’s strange that you show all your shy side to others and yet you look excited… . It’s definitely wrong… .

“Haha… ! Hmm… . Marsha Shindo, how are you?”

“, yes?”

“Don’t you get sick of seeing the priest whining like a bitch?”

“No… . that… .”

“Aha… . Be honest. Do you think I might hit you or something? why?? It sucks. Yes?”

“… Well, that’s right.”

Masha Shindo answered almost by force. As if she couldn’t bear to say any more, she clasped her hands tightly and swallowed slightly dry saliva.

“Why do you want to do this too?”

“Oh, no. I would never think like that… .”

“Yes. But what is that shedding? It’s a bit dirty… .”

“Yes?”

Congregation Masha lowers her head following Bishop Lisa’s gaze. For some reason, love juice had been flowing from between her vagina and down her thighs.

Marsha Shindo quickly grasps the situation and bends down to wipe away the spilled love juice. He seemed perplexed as to why he was doing this.

… Is this the effect of my pheromones?

It was definitely strange to burst out in love without even realizing it. The status window said that depending on the level of excitement, even a weak medicine could be effective, so I thought that might be the case.

“Anyway… Priest Isaiah, is my pussy that delicious?”

“Jjuap jjung… . Sigh… . Jjuup… .”

“I like it very much. But stop now… .”

“Hehe… .”

Lisa Bishop suddenly pushing my head away. Suddenly, while sucking my pussy, I pulled away and my stupid face was revealed with my tongue sticking out in the same position as when I was sucking it.

“You were so excited that you were sucking on pussy hair without even realizing it was in your mouth.”

“… .

”

“How about it? Do you feel worse because other people see you?”

“… ”

“Why are you all mute? If you ask, you have to answer… Yes?”

“…”

Perhaps because he was frustrated with keeping his mouth shut and remaining silent, Bishop Lisa slowly became irritated.

No, but you have to ask questions that can be answered… . If you ask a question like that, no one will be able to answer it. It was obvious that even if I admitted it, I would be criticized, and if I said no, I would be damned just like that, so it was a false accusation itself.

“Well, I understand without you having to say it.”

“Hehe!”

“Standing up like this… . It would be a lie if I said it didn’t suck, right?”

Bishop Lisa immediately lowers her hand and grasps his balls tightly. As I grabbed this already sensitive part without saying a word, my body began to tremble.

“Hmm… . I was wondering where the cause of the smell was, but it was here… . Hmm… !”

“Hoo hot!”

Suddenly, he lifted me up with both hands and started smelling my dick. While I was being held by Bishop Lisa’s hand, while she was preoccupied with something else, I just turned my eyes to look at Marsha, who was standing behind me.

“Ha… ha… Priest… Priest… ”

Fuck, that year isn’t normal either.

Earlier, Bishop Lisa kept avoiding her gaze, saying she couldn’t see him, but when Bishop Lisa’s eyes focused on me, she was now looking at me openly with bloodshot eyes, as if it had never happened before. Just looking at her eyes made me want to rape her right now, but as long as Bishop Lisa was in front of me, I couldn’t even dream of doing something like that, so I was just rubbing my private parts with my legs closed in a hurry.

“Ha… . Isaiah Priest… . Are you even spilling Cooper fluid in this situation? crazy… . I guess he’s a horny guy.”

With a more enthusiastic expression, Bishop Lisa presses and drops the Cooper fluid that has formed at the tip of the urethra with her index finger. A transparent thread was connected between the finger and the urethra and then suddenly broke.

“Priest… . Now shall I let you fuck me in your pussy?”

“Ugh… . yes… .”

I don’t know… . I don’t know anymore. Whether Marsha Shindo is watching or not, it has already happened. Since my erection wouldn’t go away if I didn’t cum, I had no choice but to ask even if I didn’t want to. In the first place, the only person here who can make me ejaculate is Lisa.

Of course, there was also Marcia, but she could barely even look at my body, let alone touch it. So I instinctively looked for an excellent female who could solve this problem, and that excellent female was Bishop Lisa.

She is not such a shabby female with smaller tits than the bishop… .

“Hmm… . Isaiah Priest… . Instead, there is a condition.”

“Jo, what are the conditions?”

When I asked Bishop Lisa, she made a sinister expression as if something interesting had occurred to her. And then he slowly strokes my head and speaks very softly so only I can hear… .

“Scream as much as you can so that bitch can hear.”

“, yes?”

“Why? Can’t you do it? Well, I don’t see you today… .”

“Ah… . ah! Ha, I will. I’ll do as I’m told.”

Why would you fuck me, a man, while making obscene moans like a woman… . I didn’t want to do it even if it meant dying, but it seemed like I had no other choice. In the end, the earnest person loses, so I had no choice but to do as she asked.

“Ugh… . Lord, Bishop… .”

When Bishop Lisa gave permission by nodding her head, I hugged her waist and slowly inserted my cock into her vagina.

As I was inserting my cock like that, I turned my head slightly, and the sight of Marsha Shindo, leaning forward and penetrating her vagina through her clothes, came into view.

Is this right… .

Now he is openly using me as his daughter. However, rather than feeling ashamed, I became excited by the fact that he was using me as his daughter, so even when I thought about it, I was really crazy.

Anyway, I turn my gaze again and look at Bishop Lisa. She seemed to like this situation so much that her mouth drew a line. Perhaps, as a woman, she thought she had won.

Ugh… . it’s okay… . I can’t stand it anymore… . I want to cum quickly… .

There is a limit to what I can endure any longer. As I was clinging to Bishop Lisa and smelling her flesh, I felt like I was going crazy. So, without thinking about anything else, I held her tightly and began to slowly rock my waist.

Slurp- Slurp- Slurp-

When I hit my dick into her pussy that was soaked with love juice, I heard an obscene popping sound. Her vaginal walls soon began to cling as if they had been waiting. A tingling sensation of pleasure, as if kissing every part of my dick, went up my peripheral nerves.

“Ha… . Ugh! good… ! Bishop Joe!”

I continue sewing as instructed, moaning as much as I can. He said that if I don’t purr, I won’t be able to see, so I screamed more than necessary.

“Ha… . great. like that… . Please continue like that.”

Bishop Lisa seemed to like my moans and spoke while blowing hot breath into my ear. She continued to alternate between me and Marcia Shindo, who was secretly masturbating behind her.

“Hmm… . great. Priest, please say something to that bastard now. I like my pussy better than that girl’s pussy… . Then I will allow you to cum inside.”

“Hmm… . Hahaha… .”

Just saying those words makes me cum… . for a moment… . Anyway, you’re telling me to say something like that? This could be very humiliating words for a believer in Marsha. but… . But if you don’t… .

Because there are no circumstances… .

I felt sorry inside, but my sexual desire took priority over that.

So, with a final spurt, I started shaking my waist quickly… .

yet… .

“Ha… ! Lord, Bishop! The instructor’s pussy is much better than that poor pussy bitch! i love you. Bishop! I’m going! Hehe… !”

Byul- tteum- tteum-

I spit out words I shouldn’t have said and sowed my baby seed deep into Bishop Lisa’s womb.