SMACK! I gagged, but I took it, hearing him whisper, “I am your bread and wine,” just before throwing his head back and letting go. tube8 SMACK! SMACK! “You will be penitent!” He insisted, shoving his cock deep into my throat with a low groan. I cried out, trying to wiggle away, but he grabbed my hips, pulling my panties down to my knees, and kept going, a steady rhythm, over and over. They liked to use the paddle—a thick piece of wood that Father Lowery, who taught physics, had drilled several holes through for less air resistance—and while it stung, it was over pretty quick. I winced, beginning:
“Oh my God, I am heartily sorry for having offended Thee, and I detest all my sins because I fear the loss of heaven and the pains of hell…”
The second SMACK!
