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Alma seated, leaning back on her hands, her head thrown back. A woman is kneeling before her, giving her head. One of her feet stretched out to the side is still being licked by the priest who was licking it before, while the priest whose cock she was stroking is fucking the woman who is giving her head.

My lust made me wild and cruel. I let go of him and had one of my priestesses give me head, and I made him fuck her as she licked me.

Close-up of the priest's cock in the priestess's cunt.

I could feel his cock inside her as it felt to him, how the silky friction made the pleasure so intense as to be almost unbearable as he rose ever higher trying to cross the brink of orgasm, and also how wild, bestial and delicious his thrusting felt to her, as if he filled her whole belly, and at the same time I knew how my pussy felt and smelled and tasted to her, and how glorious her tongue felt to me — oh what a rich thick poignant stew of sensations it was! I let it overflowed from me in great waves into my people.

Alma's face in the ecstasy of orgasm, overlaid by other faces in the throes of orgasm.

Then, when my poor priest was close to passing out from the unfulfilled agony of his pleasure, at last I let him come. Like a tidal wave his orgasm crashed over everyone, carrying us with him to that deep place no one remembers.

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