Beauty and the Priest - Volume 2: Episode 1

Chloe Amour felt that nervous knot hit her chest every damn time she pictured the wedding night. Zero experience, big night she can't screw up. So she marches into the church and sits down across from Father Rock. 20 minutes later her knees are on the tile, the Roman collar yanked open at his throat, his fat cock already shining in her hand. She licks the head once, shy, salt on her tongue, before she sinks low and opens wider than she ever has. Rock leans back, grinning like sin. "That's right, princess. Relax your jaw, breathe through your nose, slide till your lips touch base." He cups the back of her head, guides her, lets her throat stretch. She sputters when it hits deep, spit dripping off her chin, then does it again just to hear him groan. Fingers splayed on his thighs, wedding band glinting as she milks him with her soft wet mouth until he pulses and shoots across her tongue in thick hot stripes.