Debby Rawlings - Some nuns suck… secretly!

The purple head of the priest's cock exploded like a cannon, firing fiery wads of thick paste deep into the slick passage of Sister Mary's spurning pussy. The huge cock flexed itself, jetting thick wads of creamy jizz up into her bubbling cunt.

"Ohhhh, Father, feel it, yesss, do it, want it all!" she cried, bucking down on him hysterically.

"Yessss, yesss!" the priest bellowed, blasting his cock deep into Sister Mary's tight wet fuck-hole.

The priest's rigid cock flashed hot wads of boiling cock-cream into the horny sister's buttery cunt. The mighty fuck-rod exploded gob after gob of steaming juice, flooding the nun's juicy pussy, splattering her inner walls, soaking her cunt completely.

Sister Mary felt the river of jism spewing into her like boiling lava from an erupting volcano and shivered all over, pinching her tits, slinking her head. This was better than a candle or a broom or a stick shift or a door knob or anything she had ever tried to fuck herself with. "Ahhhh, Father, yes!" she sobbed, twisting her body around on the priest, getting all of his cum inside her till it leaked out of her cunt and down her legs onto him and the sheets.

"Yesss, Sister Mary, take it! Take it all! Ohhhh, you're so great!" he panted, feeling the surges of pleasure coming from his contracting balls as his cock spewed endless streams of fiery goo into the pulsing sister's warm pussy.

They collapsed, Sister Mary on top, Father Michael on the bottom, connected at the crotch by his cock and her cunt.

Father Michael's cock softened inside her buttery cunt, floating in that sea of pussy juice and cock-paste which oozed everywhere.

"Wasn't that great?" Sister Mary said.

The priest nodded dumbly, almost unable to speak. "It was inspirational, divine. A sacred act."

"Man does not live by bread alone," she said. Father Michael nodded listlessly.

Father Michael slid from between Sister Mary's thighs. His flaccid cock slurped from her cunt like a slippery fish from a greasy palm.

"Ooooh, that's not polite," the sexy nun whispered, rolling off him.

"Sorry," the satisfied priest said, reflecting on their great fuck session. "But I should be going soon."

"Come again any time," she said, thrusting her tongue into his mouth quickly.

Their tongues touched, waged a sexy little wrestling match, then their mouths parted. The handsome priest lookeddown at her.

"I want to thank you. You've really made me feel good. You've relieved my stress."

"Stress?" Sister Mary said. "What kind of stress?"

"One of the reasons I'm here is to solicit funds for the rectory. I'm to meet a group of businessmen about our church mortgage, which is due."

"These men need persuading, don't they?" Sister Mary said. She got up and began putting on her smack and the rest of her outfit. "Yes, they do. I'm afraid they don't understand the church's needs."

"Maybe we should understand their needs," Sister Mary said, draping her dark smock over her beautiful tits.

"What do you mean?"

"Never you mind," Sister Mary said. "These men are from out of town, aren't they?"

"Yes."

"They're the ones staying in the dormitory, right?"

"Yes. They arrived this afternoon."

"Then don't worry," the pretty nun said, dressing herself.

"I don't have any choice," the priest sighed, perplexed. After he had dressed, Sister Mary escorted him out of her room.

Sister Mary got fully dressed and waited a proper amount of time to make sure that Father Michael was not in the hallway. When she was sure, she sneaked out, passing from the nuns' quarters to the men's dorm area.

She encountered no one as she quietly strode the halls and listened intently. She had decided what she must do.

When she reached the quarters of the first guest, she knocked gently on the door.

After a moment, the door opened an inch or so and a mustached man peered out. "Yes?"

"I'm Sister Mary." She smiled brightly, folding her hands in front of her.

"Who?" the man said, blinking the sleep out of his eyes. He was good-looking and middle-aged.

"I'm the angel of mercy," Sister Mary said in a sexy, husky voice. "May I come in?"

"This is quite out of the ordinary," the man said, eyeing the pretty sister closely.

"As it should be," Sister Mary said, pushing past him as she walked in. She strode confidently into the middle of the room and placed her hands on her hips, staring toward the bed. "What is your name?"

"I-I am Chester Canton," the man said, taking affront by the remark, as if she should know who he was. Chester Canton walked before the nun and stood there, arms folded across his chest, staring down at her.

Sister Mary was impressed by the man's verve. He was over six feet tall, wide at the shoulders and trim at the hips. He wore a loose robe which tied at the waist.

"I have a gift for you," Sister Mary said. She reached for the belt to his robe.

"What?" Chester Canton was astonished.

"Me," the sexy nun said, undoing his belt. The robe fell open to reveal that Chester Canton wore nothing underneath.

She saw the curly dark swirls of hair on his chest and the mound of cock-hair surrounding his massive, thick-veined cylinder of cock-flesh.

"My, but you are endowed!" the nun said, staring at Chester's cock. "God has blessed you!"

"What is this? You are a nun!" the man said, frozen, unable to believe what was going on.

"I'm here to persuade you to go easy on the church's mortgage," she said, staring at the flaccid piece of cock-meat banging between Chester's legs.

"That is quite impossible, I am afraid."

"Let's see," Sister Mary said, falling to her knees before the stout man and assuming a prayer position in front of his cock.

She folded her hands slowly, catching him dangling cock between them.

"Dear Lord, let a miracle happen," she said, rubbing the cock between her hands, touching the palms gently against the sensitive flesh.

"Oh, my." Chester Canton said, going weak at the knees. Sister Mary stroked the huge cock before her smoothly, evenly with her hands, which were folded prayer-like around it. "Please, Lord, show me a sign of approval, a sign that there is hope for our church."

She stroked the mammoth cock which began to show some life. The fuck-rod grew, became firm. Sister Mary rubbed gently, deftly touching Chester's balls with the sides of her hands as she kept them folded in a prayer position, keeping the cock firmly between her palms. The sexy nun bowed her head keeping Chester's ballooned cock-flesh between her palms. She stroked him evenly, mechanically. His cock grew larger with every stroke. The sister prayed.

"I-I feel something, Lord!" She looked up at the cock, then up at Chester, whose head was arched back and whose eyes were closed tight. "Lord, I feel it. I feel it! Yes! Keep it up, Lord! Thy will be done! Unto me!"

"Yes!" Chester cried, wobbling at the knees, his cock-flesh angled up firm and taut in the lusty sister's hands.

"I give myself! I give my flesh as a sign of love!" Sister Mary cried, thrusting her head down over Chester Canton's bloated cock-flesh. She opened her mouth wide and inserted the fully-grown cock in one quick gulp. It felt like she was stuffing a submarine sandwich into her mouth.

"Ooooh, Sister! My gosh, gee!" Chester groaned.

Sister Mary sighed, slurping the humongous cock deep into her throat. Her wet lips enclosed around the flexed piece of cock. Her throat tightly ringed the tender fuck-rod which angled into her face.

Sister Mary pistoned the monster cock in and out of her mouth. She ringed her lips around the throbbing fuck-rod, rubbing the shaft up and down her moist, slick throat. Her muscles clutched at the enflamed cock, suctioning it in and out of her tight channel. "Ughhhh, wow, so fine, love it, Sister!"