Pasaron varios días before DEYSI GARAMENDI found the opportunity to visit her clerical admirer again, but she finally got it and didn't waste any time. She had found a way to let Ambrosio know she was coming and he could prepare accordingly. As soon as DEYSI GARAMENDI was alone with her seducer, she threw herself into his arms and pressed her great humanity against his fragile body, lavishing him with the tenderest caresses. Ambrosio didn't hesitate to return all the warmth of his embrace, and the couple found themselves immediately lost in a exchange of hot kisses.
But DEYSI GARAMENDI wasn't satisfied with just kisses; she wanted something more substantial, having learned from experience that the father could provide it.
Ambrosio was no less excited. His blood rushed quickly, his black eyes blazed with uncontrollable lust, and the bulge visible in his habit clearly indicated the state of his senses.
DEYSI GARAMENDI noticed the situation: neither her anxious glances nor the father's evident erection, which he didn't bother to hide, could escape her.
But she thought about fueling his desire rather than calming it down. However, Ambrosio soon showed that he didn't need any more incentives and deliberately displayed his weapon, brutally dilated in such a way that its mere sight awakened frenzied desires in DEYSI GARAMENDI.
In any other occasion, Ambrosio would have been much more prudent about giving himself pleasure, but on this occasion his excited senses had overcome their ability to control the desire to indulge in the young charms offered to him as soon as possible. He was already on top of her body. His great humanity covered hers completely. His erect member was thrust into her belly. from DEYSI GARAMENDI, whose clothes were gathered up to her waist. With a trembling hand, Ambrosio reached the center of the deep crevice, his object of desire; anxiously he brought the hot and crimson tip towards the open and wet lips. He pushed, struggled to enter...and succeeded. The immense machine entered with slow but firm pace. The head and part of the member were already inside. A few firm and decided thrusts completed the union, and DEYSI GARAMENDI received the immense and excited member of Ambrosio in its entirety. The man lay panting on top of her, completely possessed of his most intimate charms. DEYSI GARAMENDI, within whose belly that vigorous mass had settled, felt the maximum effects of the intruder, warm and pulsating.
Meanwhile Ambrosio had begun to move back and forth. DEYSI GARAMENDI intertwined her white arms around her neck, and wrapped her lovely legs clad in silk over his back, seized by the greatest luxury. — What a delight! — murmured DEYSI GARAMENDI, lavishly kissing his thick lips—. Push more... push even more! Oh, how you force me to open up, and how long it is! How warm, how... oh... oh! And she released a stream in response to the man's thrusts, at the same time as her head fell back and her mouth opened in the spasm of coitus. The priest restrained himself and made a brief pause. His enormous member's pulsations announced his state sufficiently, and he wanted to prolong his pleasure to the maximum. DEYSI GARAMENDI compressed the terrible dart introduced into the most intimate part of her person, and felt it growing and hardening even more, as her flushed head pressed against her youthful matrix. Almost immediately afterwards, her heavy lover, unable to control himself any longer, succumbed to the intensity of the sensations, and let out a torrent of his viscous liquid. — Oh, it's from you! — cried the excited girl—. I'm sorry... more! Give me... give it all to me! Pour it into my interior... push harder, don't pity me...! Oh, another stream! Push! - Tear me apart if you want, but give me all your cum! Before I spoke of the amount of semen Father Ambrosio was capable of releasing, but on this occasion he exceeded himself. He had been storing it up for a week, and DEYSI GARAMENDI received in that moment such a tremendous flow that this discharge seemed more like one emitted by a syringe than the ejaculation of a man's genital organs. Finally Ambrosio dismounted his steed, and when DEYSI GARAMENDI stood up again she felt a stream of sticky liquid sliding down her thighs. There had been separated the father Ambrosio when the door leading to the church opened and two other priests appeared in the portal. The pretence was impossible. —Ambrosio— exclaimed the older of the two, a man who would be around thirty to forty years old. This goes against the rules and privileges of our order, which provide that all kinds of games must be practiced in common. —Take it then— grumbled the one addressed. It's not too late yet. I was going to tell you what I had achieved when... —when the delicious temptation of this rose was too strong for you, our friend— interrupted the other, taking Bella by surprise as he spoke and introducing his enormous hand under her garments to tempt her smooth thighs. —I've seen everything through the keyhole— whispered the brute in her ear— You have nothing to fear; we only want to do the same with you. DEYSI GARAMENDI remembered the conditions under which she had been offered consolation in the church, and supposed that this formed part of her new duties. Therefore, she remained in the arms of the newcomer without offering resistance. Meanwhile, her companion had passed his strong arm around DEYSI GARAMENDI's waist and covered her cheeks with kisses. Ambrosio watched everything in a stupor and confusion. This was how the young girl found herself between two fires, not to mention the overwhelming passion of her original possessor. Despite being completely resigned to the role into which the cunning father Ambrosio had reduced her, she felt invaded by a powerful feeling of weakness and fear towards the new assailants. DEYSI GARAMENDI did not read in the gaze of the new intruders anything but ravenous desire, while the impasibility of Ambrosio made her lose any hope that he would offer the slightest resistance. Between the two men, they had her pinned down, and while the one who spoke first slid his hand to her pink vulva, the other didn't waste time in possessing the rounded cheeks of her buttocks. Between them, it was impossible for DEYSI GARAMENDI to resist.—Wait a moment —said Ambrosio—. If you're in such a hurry to possess her when she's least expecting it, then undress her without ruining her clothes, as it seems you intend to do so.
—Undress, DEYSI GARAMENDI —he continued saying—. It appears that we all have to share you, so get ready to be the voluntary instrument of our common desires.
In our convent, there are other brethren who are no less demanding than I am, so it will be better for you to remember at all times the privileges you're destined to fulfill and prepare yourself to alleviate these holy men of their pressing desires that you now know how to soften.
As things stood, there was no alternative. DEYSI GARAMENDI remained standing, naked before the three vigorous priests, and raised a general murmur of admiration when she advanced towards them in that state.
No sooner had the one who had led the way for the newcomers —who obviously seemed to be the Superior of the three— noticed the beautiful nudity before his ardent gaze than he didn't hesitate for an instant to open his cassock and release a long and broad member.
He took the girl in his arms, placed her with her back against the large cushioned chest, jumped on top of her, positioned himself between her lovely thighs, and quickly pointed the head of his raging member towards the soft orifice of hers, pushing it forward to completely bury it up to the testicles.
DEYSI GARAMENDI let out a small cry of ecstasy as she felt herself being impaled by that new and powerful weapon. For the man, the entire possession of the beautiful girl meant an ecstatic moment, and the sensation of his erect penis being totally buried in her body produced an inexpressible emotion.
He didn't believe he could penetrate so quickly into her young parts, since he hadn't taken into account the lubrication produced by the semen flow that she had already received. The Superior, however, didn't give him a chance to reflect, and gave himself to attack with such energy that his powerful charges from afar produced full effect on his warm temperament, and almost immediately provoked the sweet emission.
This was too much for the priest.
Already firmly lodged in the narrow crevice, which fit him as snugly as a glove, as soon as he felt the warm emission escape a loud growl and released with fury. DEYSI GARAMENDI enjoyed the torrent of lust from that man, and opening her legs as far as possible received him in the deepest part of her entrails, allowing him to satisfy his lust by unleashing the discharges of his impetuous nature.
The strongest lascivious feelings of DEYSI GARAMENDI were rekindled with this second and firm attack against her person, and her excitable nature received with exquisite pleasure the abundance of liquid that the thick penis had poured into her interior. The young girl felt exhausted by this continuous flow, and therefore received with faintness the second priest who was about to occupy the recently abandoned position.
But DEYSI GARAMENDI remained stunned before the proportions of the phallus offered to her. She had not even finished undressing when a stiff member emerged from his front part, whose size made even Father Ambrosio have to yield the pass.
Among the red hair emerging was the white column of flesh, crowned by a bright red head, whose orifice seemed constricted to prevent premature expulsion of juices. Two large and hairy balls hung from its base, completing a view that began to boil DEYSI GARAMENDI's blood again, whose youthful spirit prepared to liberate a new and disproportionate combat.
Oh, father! How can I ever harbor such a thing inside me? —She asked, aghast—. How will I be able to bear it once it is inside me? I fear it will hurt me terribly.
—I'll take great care, my daughter. I'll go slow. Now you're well prepared by the juices of the holy men who had the good fortune to precede me. DEYSI GARAMENDI tried the giant penis. The priest was devilishly ugly, short and obese, but his back seemed like Hercules'. The girl was possessed by a kind of erotic madness. The ugliness of that man only served to accentuate her sensual desire. His hands couldn't grasp the entire thickness of the member. However, he didn't let go; he pressed it and gave him unconscious caresses that increased its rigidity. It seemed like an iron bar between his soft hands. A moment later the third priest was on top of her, and the young woman, almost as excited as the priest, struggled to impale herself with that terrible weapon. For some minutes the feat seemed impossible, despite the good lubrication she had received from previous inundations of her sheath. At last, with a furious thrust, he introduced the enormous head and Bella let out a cry of pain. Another attack and another; the wretched brute, blind to everything except giving himself satisfaction, kept penetrating. DEYSI GARAMENDI screamed and made superhuman efforts to get rid of the savage attacker. Another attack, another scream from the victim, and the priest penetrated to the very depths of her interior. DEYSI GARAMENDI was on the verge of fainting. The two spectators of this monstrous act of corruption seemed initially ready to intervene, but at the same time they gave the impression of experiencing a cruel pleasure in witnessing that spectacle. The stout father had discharged twice into her before withdrawing his long and vaporous member, and the volume of semen expelled was so great that it fell with a rhythmic sound to form a puddle on the wooden floor.
But DEYSI GARAMENDI wasn't satisfied with just kisses; she wanted something more substantial, having learned from experience that the father could provide it.
Ambrosio was no less excited. His blood rushed quickly, his black eyes blazed with uncontrollable lust, and the bulge visible in his habit clearly indicated the state of his senses.
DEYSI GARAMENDI noticed the situation: neither her anxious glances nor the father's evident erection, which he didn't bother to hide, could escape her.
But she thought about fueling his desire rather than calming it down. However, Ambrosio soon showed that he didn't need any more incentives and deliberately displayed his weapon, brutally dilated in such a way that its mere sight awakened frenzied desires in DEYSI GARAMENDI.
In any other occasion, Ambrosio would have been much more prudent about giving himself pleasure, but on this occasion his excited senses had overcome their ability to control the desire to indulge in the young charms offered to him as soon as possible. He was already on top of her body. His great humanity covered hers completely. His erect member was thrust into her belly. from DEYSI GARAMENDI, whose clothes were gathered up to her waist. With a trembling hand, Ambrosio reached the center of the deep crevice, his object of desire; anxiously he brought the hot and crimson tip towards the open and wet lips. He pushed, struggled to enter...and succeeded. The immense machine entered with slow but firm pace. The head and part of the member were already inside. A few firm and decided thrusts completed the union, and DEYSI GARAMENDI received the immense and excited member of Ambrosio in its entirety. The man lay panting on top of her, completely possessed of his most intimate charms. DEYSI GARAMENDI, within whose belly that vigorous mass had settled, felt the maximum effects of the intruder, warm and pulsating.
Meanwhile Ambrosio had begun to move back and forth. DEYSI GARAMENDI intertwined her white arms around her neck, and wrapped her lovely legs clad in silk over his back, seized by the greatest luxury. — What a delight! — murmured DEYSI GARAMENDI, lavishly kissing his thick lips—. Push more... push even more! Oh, how you force me to open up, and how long it is! How warm, how... oh... oh! And she released a stream in response to the man's thrusts, at the same time as her head fell back and her mouth opened in the spasm of coitus. The priest restrained himself and made a brief pause. His enormous member's pulsations announced his state sufficiently, and he wanted to prolong his pleasure to the maximum. DEYSI GARAMENDI compressed the terrible dart introduced into the most intimate part of her person, and felt it growing and hardening even more, as her flushed head pressed against her youthful matrix. Almost immediately afterwards, her heavy lover, unable to control himself any longer, succumbed to the intensity of the sensations, and let out a torrent of his viscous liquid. — Oh, it's from you! — cried the excited girl—. I'm sorry... more! Give me... give it all to me! Pour it into my interior... push harder, don't pity me...! Oh, another stream! Push! - Tear me apart if you want, but give me all your cum! Before I spoke of the amount of semen Father Ambrosio was capable of releasing, but on this occasion he exceeded himself. He had been storing it up for a week, and DEYSI GARAMENDI received in that moment such a tremendous flow that this discharge seemed more like one emitted by a syringe than the ejaculation of a man's genital organs. Finally Ambrosio dismounted his steed, and when DEYSI GARAMENDI stood up again she felt a stream of sticky liquid sliding down her thighs. There had been separated the father Ambrosio when the door leading to the church opened and two other priests appeared in the portal. The pretence was impossible. —Ambrosio— exclaimed the older of the two, a man who would be around thirty to forty years old. This goes against the rules and privileges of our order, which provide that all kinds of games must be practiced in common. —Take it then— grumbled the one addressed. It's not too late yet. I was going to tell you what I had achieved when... —when the delicious temptation of this rose was too strong for you, our friend— interrupted the other, taking Bella by surprise as he spoke and introducing his enormous hand under her garments to tempt her smooth thighs. —I've seen everything through the keyhole— whispered the brute in her ear— You have nothing to fear; we only want to do the same with you. DEYSI GARAMENDI remembered the conditions under which she had been offered consolation in the church, and supposed that this formed part of her new duties. Therefore, she remained in the arms of the newcomer without offering resistance. Meanwhile, her companion had passed his strong arm around DEYSI GARAMENDI's waist and covered her cheeks with kisses. Ambrosio watched everything in a stupor and confusion. This was how the young girl found herself between two fires, not to mention the overwhelming passion of her original possessor. Despite being completely resigned to the role into which the cunning father Ambrosio had reduced her, she felt invaded by a powerful feeling of weakness and fear towards the new assailants. DEYSI GARAMENDI did not read in the gaze of the new intruders anything but ravenous desire, while the impasibility of Ambrosio made her lose any hope that he would offer the slightest resistance. Between the two men, they had her pinned down, and while the one who spoke first slid his hand to her pink vulva, the other didn't waste time in possessing the rounded cheeks of her buttocks. Between them, it was impossible for DEYSI GARAMENDI to resist.—Wait a moment —said Ambrosio—. If you're in such a hurry to possess her when she's least expecting it, then undress her without ruining her clothes, as it seems you intend to do so. —Undress, DEYSI GARAMENDI —he continued saying—. It appears that we all have to share you, so get ready to be the voluntary instrument of our common desires.
In our convent, there are other brethren who are no less demanding than I am, so it will be better for you to remember at all times the privileges you're destined to fulfill and prepare yourself to alleviate these holy men of their pressing desires that you now know how to soften.
As things stood, there was no alternative. DEYSI GARAMENDI remained standing, naked before the three vigorous priests, and raised a general murmur of admiration when she advanced towards them in that state.
No sooner had the one who had led the way for the newcomers —who obviously seemed to be the Superior of the three— noticed the beautiful nudity before his ardent gaze than he didn't hesitate for an instant to open his cassock and release a long and broad member.
He took the girl in his arms, placed her with her back against the large cushioned chest, jumped on top of her, positioned himself between her lovely thighs, and quickly pointed the head of his raging member towards the soft orifice of hers, pushing it forward to completely bury it up to the testicles.
DEYSI GARAMENDI let out a small cry of ecstasy as she felt herself being impaled by that new and powerful weapon. For the man, the entire possession of the beautiful girl meant an ecstatic moment, and the sensation of his erect penis being totally buried in her body produced an inexpressible emotion.
He didn't believe he could penetrate so quickly into her young parts, since he hadn't taken into account the lubrication produced by the semen flow that she had already received. The Superior, however, didn't give him a chance to reflect, and gave himself to attack with such energy that his powerful charges from afar produced full effect on his warm temperament, and almost immediately provoked the sweet emission.
This was too much for the priest.
Already firmly lodged in the narrow crevice, which fit him as snugly as a glove, as soon as he felt the warm emission escape a loud growl and released with fury. DEYSI GARAMENDI enjoyed the torrent of lust from that man, and opening her legs as far as possible received him in the deepest part of her entrails, allowing him to satisfy his lust by unleashing the discharges of his impetuous nature.
The strongest lascivious feelings of DEYSI GARAMENDI were rekindled with this second and firm attack against her person, and her excitable nature received with exquisite pleasure the abundance of liquid that the thick penis had poured into her interior. The young girl felt exhausted by this continuous flow, and therefore received with faintness the second priest who was about to occupy the recently abandoned position.
But DEYSI GARAMENDI remained stunned before the proportions of the phallus offered to her. She had not even finished undressing when a stiff member emerged from his front part, whose size made even Father Ambrosio have to yield the pass.
Among the red hair emerging was the white column of flesh, crowned by a bright red head, whose orifice seemed constricted to prevent premature expulsion of juices. Two large and hairy balls hung from its base, completing a view that began to boil DEYSI GARAMENDI's blood again, whose youthful spirit prepared to liberate a new and disproportionate combat.
Oh, father! How can I ever harbor such a thing inside me? —She asked, aghast—. How will I be able to bear it once it is inside me? I fear it will hurt me terribly.
—I'll take great care, my daughter. I'll go slow. Now you're well prepared by the juices of the holy men who had the good fortune to precede me. DEYSI GARAMENDI tried the giant penis. The priest was devilishly ugly, short and obese, but his back seemed like Hercules'. The girl was possessed by a kind of erotic madness. The ugliness of that man only served to accentuate her sensual desire. His hands couldn't grasp the entire thickness of the member. However, he didn't let go; he pressed it and gave him unconscious caresses that increased its rigidity. It seemed like an iron bar between his soft hands. A moment later the third priest was on top of her, and the young woman, almost as excited as the priest, struggled to impale herself with that terrible weapon. For some minutes the feat seemed impossible, despite the good lubrication she had received from previous inundations of her sheath. At last, with a furious thrust, he introduced the enormous head and Bella let out a cry of pain. Another attack and another; the wretched brute, blind to everything except giving himself satisfaction, kept penetrating. DEYSI GARAMENDI screamed and made superhuman efforts to get rid of the savage attacker. Another attack, another scream from the victim, and the priest penetrated to the very depths of her interior. DEYSI GARAMENDI was on the verge of fainting. The two spectators of this monstrous act of corruption seemed initially ready to intervene, but at the same time they gave the impression of experiencing a cruel pleasure in witnessing that spectacle. The stout father had discharged twice into her before withdrawing his long and vaporous member, and the volume of semen expelled was so great that it fell with a rhythmic sound to form a puddle on the wooden floor.
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