The heavy oak door creaked shut behind Keira, the dim light of the confessional casting long shadows across her face. She fidgeted with the hem of her dress, the silence amplifying the frantic beating of her heart. "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Behind the screen, Father Michael cleared his throat. "What troubles you, child?"
Keira hesitated. The truth felt heavy, a burning coal in her chest. "I... I have impure thoughts. Very impure thoughts." She glanced down at her PAWG figure, the curves barely contained by her modest attire. The very thoughts were about him. She wanted to experience the pleasure of his touch. The passion he surppressed.
"Tell me more," the priest urged gently.
"They're... carnal. They involve... you, Father." A blush crept up her neck. She needed to unburden herself with all of the details of her temptations.
A sharp intake of breath was the only response. Then, "Continue."
Keira, emboldened by his silence, spilled her sins. "I imagine your hands on my body, Father. I desire to have you explore every inch of my skin. I imagine your strong hands gripping my curves, my thighs, as I deepthroat you." She covered her mouth, horrified at her own boldness.
Silence hung thick in the air, broken only by the sound of Keira's ragged breathing. Finally, a different voice came from the other side of the screen, deeper and more urgent than before. "Come out here, Keira."
Trembling, she pushed open the door, her eyes widening at the sight before her. Father Michael, no longer hidden behind the screen, stood before her, his cassock undone at the collar, his face flushed with barely repressed desire. He's no longer wearing his clerical collar. And he's pulling his pants down. "Show me your sins, Keira, let me partake of them."
He grabs Keira by the waist and pulls her close. His hands travel down her curves, groping her. Keira moans and throws her head back, reveling in the forbidden pleasure. When he pulled his hands up, she grabbed them and placed them around her neck. She wanted to be dominated by this mature man. After all, she wanted this fetish for a very long time.
He pulled his pants the rest of the way down, to reveal a massive cock that she could not wait to devour. She got on her knees and gave him a sloppy deepthroat that he had never experienced before.
He quickly flips her around and mounts her from behind, anal fingering her into submission. The fast handjob she gave him moments before was just the appetizer for the main course.
Keira Croft moaned. The pleasure was so intense, she could barely breathe.
