Page 192 of The Love of Priest

His dark orbs trailed from her beautiful face that she kept free of any makeup. Her skin was radiant due to the moisturizing routine she had practiced just a few hours before. The aroma of the natural shea butter she lathered her skin with filled his nose, causing him to smile faintly at her in delight. His hands slowly ran over the dips and curves of her naked body. He took his time on her small waist and thick hips before lifting her petite frame and placing her core right onto his lips.

A light gasp, followed by a moan, escaped her mouth as she felt Priest's tongue feather the lips of her pussy. Preparing herself for the ride of her life, Britain gulped slightly as she felt Priest part her wet lips with his tongue. Her pussy’s wet pink flesh was exposed to Priest's mouth as he started off by slowly lapping his tongue over her.His long tongue swirled against her pussy slowly as he took his time eating her. The sounds of his lips against her pussy were pleasing to Britain as he roughly gripped her hips to keep her in place while she sat on his face.

His tongue twisted and turned within the slippery flesh of her core. As her mouth hung slightly agape, she threw her head back in fulfillment as Priest French kissed her pussy. He applied his tongue against her clit, sucking on it slowly and stimulating her body with his skillful mouth.

"Fuck!" Britain shrieked as she was grinding her hips, intensifying the pleasure Priest was inflicting onto her body.

His tongue was loving her down sensually and passionately while his hands granted her that rough and enticing hold. His evenly cut nails sank into the smooth skin of her hips as he aided her in grinding her hips while on his face.

Priest sent a powerful smack to her ass, which sent Britain into complete overdrive as she threw her head back in the intoxicating bliss of him devouring her from the inside out.

His beard collected the natural juices as he buried his face deep within her. He was pleased with how sweet she tasted as he flicked his tongue all over. Finding a thrill in pleasuring her, he felt her body melt into his hold as he used his tongue to intricately spell his name inside her pussy.

"P, right there," her angelic voice moaned in a sweet whisper that brought warmness into his heart.

Britain could feel her stomach tie in knots as her eyes clenched shut at the unbearable pressure that built up within her. He swiftly grabbed her hand, bringing it down toward her now throbbing clit.He studied her body and knew that when all areas of her body were being stimulated, her orgasms crashed down on her harder. He made her rub her clit quickly, applying a good amount of pressure on it as he continued to suck and slurp her pussy.He forced his thumb into Britain's mouth, which she lubricated before he graced it back down to her rear where he circled her back end.

Her breath immediately clogged her throat as she felt her brown eyes roll to the back of her head. He had different parts of her body being pleasured all at once as he paid the most attention to her insides.Unable to withhold the intense pressure that weighed down on her body, Britain's legs shook mildly as she felt her toes curl. A string of moans slipped out of her mouth as she absentmindedly cried out a ton of incoherent words.Tears brimmed her eyes as her cum gushed out of her, surfacing onto his tongue.Panting out heavy breaths, Britain still felt Priest’s tongue lapping around, making sure to clean her up. Once he was done, he lifted her off his face.

A smug and arrogant smirk danced upon his lips as he eyed Britain. Her body was still feeling the aftereffects of her soul-shaking orgasm, but Priest didn’t offer her any mercy. He lifted her up, positioning her to his liking.

She let out a labored breath as Priest positioned her so her ass was in the air and her face was down. Eyeing her with his bottom lip bitten between his perfectly aligned teeth, he marveled at the sight of her pussy as she waited for him to ease himself inside of her from behind.Putting his two fingers in his mouth, he lubricated them with his saliva before feathering his fingers over the folds of her pussy. She squirmed at the light touch he was gracing her body with, prepping for and anticipating the feeling of his thick veiny dick gliding in and out of her.

"How you want me to fuck you, Gioia?" his baritone voice asked suavely as he slipped his fingers into her pussy.

A moan escaped Britain as her eyes shuttered closed for a moment in hopes of gaining some sort of strength to tell Priest what she expected from him. Priest pumped his fingers within her diligently, being sure to curve them at his knuckles as he traveled deeper into her wet pussy.Britain was unable to get a word out as he finger-fucked her. Seamlessly, he incorporated his thumb, rubbing over her now swollen and throbbing clit.

"Talk to me, Gioia," he encouraged her with slight amusement in his tone since he was aware that she could barely get anything out due to his fingers plunging inside of her.

Every time Britain mustered up the strength to finally respond to Priest, she was interjected by a moan involuntarily pouring out of her.Priest chuckled at the frustration that was nestling onto her face as she reached back to grab ahold of his wrist. He pushed her hand away as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of her.

"Rough!" Britain finally mustered up the strength to heave out, earning a slashing yet encouraging smack to her ass.

A whimper aired out of her as the stinging sensation of the smack he inflicted on her ass flowed through her body.Priest freed himself from his bottoms, causing his dick to stand erect. Tauntingly, he rubbed the bulbous tip of his dick over her wet folds, causing Britain to prep for his entrance. Slowly, he inched into her, feeling his body ease from every tense muscle he had accumulated throughout his busy week.

Priest had been trying hard to delegate just about everything that was happening around him, but it had been hard. His time was constantly being occupied by something or someone. Lately, Britain had been getting the short end of the stick since he'd been focused on keeping business intact. She handled everything well, though, and Priest appreciated it immensely.She never guilt-tripped him about getting a phone call in the middle of dinner or having to cut their time short because he needed to go handle something. She understood that he was nesting to prepare for his end, and he needed everything to be perfect.Priest needed nothing more than to be calculated in a time like this, so Britain took extra care not to make him feel like he had to spread himself thin to please her.

“Priest!” She clutched the sheets as she moaned out his name. He had made his way deep within her. The comfort of her walls clenching around the girth of his shaft brought a feeling of euphoria over both of them.

With his strong hands, Priest widened the space between Britain's legs to spread her hips. The arch in Britain's back lowered, resulting in her stomach lying flat as she kept her bottom half elevated.

Priest stroked at a moderate pace, attempting to find the perfect rhythm for them both.Once he achieved that rhythm, his pace increased, resulting in his strokes being quicker and shorter.The collision of their skin crooned into their ears as the platform of Britain's bed shifted with Priest's quickened strokes.

"Fuck, Brit," Priest ruggedly heaved as she threw her ass back at him.She now combatted his strokes by rolling her hips in tune with him.

Priest’s massive hand grappled her neck, clenching it mildly just as Britain preferred. Their bodies moved in sync with each other. She let out a light cry as she felt him abruptly lift her up from the position of him delivering rough yet deep back shots.

Heat circulated throughout the room, causing their pores to excrete a thin layer of sweat onto their bare and naked bodies. He pressed her back against his sweaty chest as he continued to penetrate her insides. Her perky breasts bounced with every stroke he thrusted into her. Lowering his head, he applied gentle kisses onto the crook of her neck, including a few love bites that made her moan and scream louder.

They had gone a few days without having each other, and it was evident that they both missed the feeling of fucking each other. Priest could feel himself coming close to his climax just as Britain could. After a few more passionate and rough strokes, Britain felt herself creaming all over Priest's dick. Her body felt as if it were crashing down and growing numb as Priest bit down on her shoulder as his warm nut busted inside of her.Panting breathlessly with sweat glazing their bodies, Priest retracted out of her, catching sight of how lathered his dick was with her cum.Turning Britain around, he directed her head up before crashing his lips into hers. Their lips lapped against each other sloppily as Britain wrapped her arms around him.

"I love you, P," she said to him in a light voice as they pulled away from the heated kiss.

Smirking down at her, he proceeded to apply a kiss to her forehead. "I love you too, Gioia."

Together, they got cleaned up. Priest got dressed to head out while Britain dressed herself in one of his shirts along with a pair of biker shorts just to lounge at home.

"You feeling some dinner when you get back?" Britain asked Priest as she fastened his chain around his neck for him.

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