Page 135 of The Love of Priest

She felt Priest lift her up off the ground. He licked his lips sexily as he planted Britain's back against the wall. Full of anticipation, Britain let out a sharp breath as she felt Priest jolt her up higher to nestle his head between her thighs. Priest wasted no time, his tongue lapping flatly over the surface of Britain's pussy. Averting her eyes down at him, she watched as he buried his face deeper into her soaking wet folds, drenching his face with both water from their shower and her natural wetness.

Priest feasted on Britain. He kept his pace slow, savoring her sweetness as his tongue explored the inner pink flesh of her pussy. He curled and twisted his tongue before sucking on her clit slowly.

“Mhm, P," Britain whimpered as euphoria jolted through her bones.Her white painted toes curled as Priest kept his tongue on her core, flicking it up and down along the slit of her pussy.

With every slurp and lick he made to her center, his head moved from side to side as he attempted to navigate into the deeper depths of her soul.His massive hands gripped her thighs to keep them open since she had the tendency to run from him, unable to withstand the pleasure. Britain felt Priest's even-cut nails burrow into her smooth skin as she squirmed in his grip.A deep arch formed in Britain’s back as she peered down at Priest with a enamored look etched on her face. Her eyes were pleading as she whimpered out moan after moan. "Oh my— fuck? Priest!" she breathed out as her heart raced.

The steamy shower intensified the euphoric feeling that overcame Britain's body. The steam acted as a catalyst for the humidity, causing heat to overcome the room. Passionately, Priest French-kissed her slippery folds, letting her sweet scent invade his nose.Britain's mouth hung agape as the moan that was desperately attempting to flee her found itself stuck in her throat. She felt her stomach tighten into knots as the muscles in her legs stiffened. Knowing he had gotten her to that point, Priest swiftly swiped his tongue side to side over Britain's swollen clit.

"Ahh!" Britain screeched in overwhelming pleasure. Her high-pitched voice clouded Priest's ears, filling his heart with joy and boosting his ego all at once. The slow music from her speakers aired throughout the bathroom, relaxing their bodies.

Her body was limp and light, but her muscles tightened at Priest’s touch. Priest pulled his lips away from her folds before alternating the hold he had on her to his right arm to utilize his left hand to play with her pussy.

He fused his middle and ring finger together, caressing Britain's throbbing clit. His pace quickened, immediately urging Britain to clench her thighs shut, but Priest refused to allow her to do so. "Gimme eye contact, Britain," his rugged voice ordered her.

Mustering the strength, Britain bit down on her bottom lip as her feline-like orbs locked with Priest's dark ones. Before she could even let another moan sputter out of her, she creamed all over Priest's fingers. Her thick, sticky cum seemed to pool out of her nonstop as her legs shook mildly.Britain's brown orbs rolled to the back of her head in ecstasy as she clenched her hands into fists for leverage.

Priest held Britain's body in his arms, hoping she could recover from the extreme orgasm. Once she finally recovered, he sat her down on her feet.His perfectly aligned teeth sank into his soft bottom lip as Britain cupped her small hands around the girth of his thick dick. Slowly, she stroked him, marveling at his third leg. Britain was taking control, and Priest was enjoying every second of it. Sliding down to her knees, Britain’s tender hands continued to stroke his dick. Her orbs never left his as she bit down on her bottom lip seductively.Britain puckered her plump lips, kissing his dick from the bottom up to the tip. She devoted extra attention to the head, flicking the tip of her tongue over it repeatedly.

Priest’s jaws clenched in pleasure as Britain slowly slipped his dick into her warm mouth. Her jaws felt just as good as her tight pussy it was wrapped around him.

Conducting her craft with technique and diligence, Britain suctioned her jaws inward as she bobbed her head back and forth slowly. Priest was amazed by how much of him she was able to take in her mouth. The sound of the water pouring over them meshed perfectly with the light gags that crept out of Britain as his dick hit the back of her throat.Her hands gripped him nicely, allowing her to fondle the remaining inches she couldn’t take down. She twisted them in alternating directions, as her spit pooled out of her mouth, trickling down her chin and mixing with the water flowing down her chest.

"Damn," Priest moaned as he tilted his head back.

Britain pulled her head back, extracting him from the flesh of her mouth slowly. Priest had managed to compose himself, bringing his attention back to her. He watched as she let a generous amount of spit string out of her mouth and onto his balls and lather them before taking them into her mouth.

Multitasking, Britain continued to work magic with her hands. "You're so fucking sexy," Priest grunted in a husky voice that still sent a shiver up her spine.

She trailed her lips back up to the tip of his dick, never breaking eye contact with him. She took him completely into her mouth, tears brimming her eyes. Light gags surfaced out of her as Priest clenched her tresses. He tightened his grip, and she fell to his control, allowing him to dictate her pace.Her gags were louder as her pace became quicker. It didn't take long before this thick dick expanded in her mouth. His warm nut released, soaking into the bristles of Britain's tongue and traveling slowly down her throat.

Priest pulled himself out of a Britain's mouth, thoroughly impressed by her work. She rose from her knees, standing to her feet.

He lifted her from the ground by her waist, and she wrapped her legs around his torso as he pressed her bare back against the wall. His massive hands gripped the back of her thighs to support her, and they met for a passionate kiss as Priest's dick eased into the wet canal of her pussy.They moaned against each other's lips as Priest lifted Britain up and brought her back down on his shaft continuously. He worked his hips, stroking her deeply.

No longer able to contain herself, Britain pulled away from the kiss, letting a string of moans flow from her. The water from the shower soaked their bodies, blending with and rinsing away the sweat that was beginning to seep from their skin.Heavy breathing filled the shower as they both panted while their adrenaline peaked.Priest planted his big hands on either side of Britain's head, roughly thrusting his hips into hers. Britain clawed his back viciously as her mouth hung agape.

"Shit! Priest!" she cried out breathlessly.

Her face contorted with love expressions as she tried her best to suppress her tears.Priest was fucking her so good right now. He was passionate while handling her with the precise amount of roughness she loved.His heavy breathing snaked within Britain’s ears, intertwining perfectly with the sound of their skin colliding. His rugged grunts of pleasure caused Britain's heart to swell and stomach to tie into knots.Sliding her down from the wall and standing her up, he pulled his dick out of her, marveling at the thick coverage of juices she left behind. Priest turned Britain around. He grabbed her wrists and placed her hands against the transparent sliding door of the shower. He spread her legs wide as she bent over with a deep arch in her back.Wasting no time, Priest plunged back into her. A loud moan escaped her lips before she gritted out a slew of curse words.

Britain’s eyes clenched shut as Priest wrapped a handful of her tresses around his fist, giving it a slight tug as he stroked in and out of her. Mustering up her strength, Britain threw her ass back at Priest, combatting his strokes. The euphoric feeling overpowered both of their bodies. Priest sent a stinging smack to Britain's rear, watching it shake from the impact. Britain yelled out in pain and pleasure while gritting out another set of curse words.Priest felt himself coming to his peak, so he quickened his pace, hitting Britain's G-spot with every stroke he delivered. A piercing scream jolted out of Britain as her legs shook. She came all over Priest's dick, whimpering out moan after moan.Priest came right behind her. Before he reached the end of his peak, he glided out of Britain, his cum trickling down the smooth skin of her ass.

They were both breathless as Priest held Britain in his arms. He applied a loving kiss to the crook of her neck. "Who would've thought Gioia would have showed out tonight?" Priest chuckled with a smug smirk on his face.

Britain rolled her eyes. "Shut up," she laughed, nudging him slightly.

Priest and Britain cleaned themselves up thoroughly before getting out.Once they were dried from the shower, they got dressed for bed.

"You ready to tell me about this?" Priest raised a brow while he pointed to the journal that she had forgotten on the bed.

Britain grabbed ahold of the journal, putting it away in the drawer of her nightstand. It wasn't that she was in no mood to talk. She just didn't want to center a conversation around her feelings and have it crowd her mind as she slept. Priest cuddled her tightly in his arms. He could tell that whatever it was had a strong hold on her.

"Tell me something, Gioia,"he persisted.

"The day is coming up. That's all," Britain murmured. Priest knew exactly what she was hinting at. She was referring to the birthday of her daughter. Priest wasn't sure exactly how he was supposed to handle Britain throughout the coming day. She was sometimes hard to gauge when it came to these types of things, and she preferred to put her feelings on the back burner and act as though nothing ever happened in the first place.

Priest cleared his throat as he tightened the comfortable hold he had on Britain, pulling her even closer. "How soon?" he asked.

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