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It started out innocent enough. You surprised Leon by stopping by his gloomy little chapel a few days before Christmas. He acted professional and aloof, but as soon as his ‘office hours’ were over and night fell, he made sure to show you how much he appreciated your visit.
In no time at all, he strips you both nude then takes a seat in his cozy armchair before the fireplace. Coaxing you into his lap, he pins your arms behind your back, bending them at the elbows so you can stack one arm on top of the other to tie them together with the leftover Christmas ribbon left lying on his nightstand. Chest level with his mouth, your nipples pebble in the cold air, stiff and sensitive as he slowly runs his tongue across each hard bud.
“So good for me,” he murmurs, eyes dark and hazy as you squirm, bare cunt oozing slick as his hairy thigh rubs against your clit just right.
His mouth kisses across the soft skin of your breast before nipping at your sternum.
“You’re so wet and I haven’t even done anything,” he laughs, hands gripping the fat of your ass to press you down harder onto his thigh, “think you can cum like this?”
Nodding before his question is even through, you whine out a yes.
“Good girl,” he coos, warm breath ghosting across your nipple, “my wanton little thing.”
Your body jerks forward when he sucks at the hard peak of your breasts, tongue slowly circling your nipple before he bites down softly. Keening, you grind your hips down, wetting his thigh even more. Your eyes drift down from Leon’s closed eyes to the rosary lying against his bare chest, gaze raking down his happy trail to the thick dripping cock bobbing against his stomach making your mouth flood with saliva at the thought of having him fat and heavy on your tongue.
“Such a sinful girl,” he murmurs with a chuckle, pinching your wet nipple between the knuckle of his forefinger and thumb as his mouth drifts over to lick and suck at the other sensitive bud, “bet you’d love if I fucked your sweet little mouth, hmm?”
You choke out a whine when he opens his mouth wide and bites down roughly on your areola, skin racing with goosebumps as his teeth dig into the puckered flesh. He sucks hard, mouth completely surrounding your nipple as his tongue lashes across it.
“Oh Father, Leon, please,” your arms twist in their bindings, only serving to ramp up your arousal more.
His hands squeeze your ass harder, fat dimpling between his fingers as he greedily sucks on your nipple. With another broken off whine, you rock your hips down, smearing your slick cunt all over his thigh.
Pulling away, his blue eyes are dark with arousal as they glance down from your face to the apex of your thighs.
“My messy girl just can’t help herself, can she?”
It’s obscene how much slick is coating his skin now, matting down his leg hair, but it feels so good to grind down on his firm thigh.
“Such a pretty little pussy,” he coos, “gushing all over my leg.”
Your back arches as you moan, listening while he laughs at your desperation.
“Let me help you,” he rumbles, mouth sucking on your nipples again; muttering under his breath he adds, “got the best fucking tits.”
Mewling, you press harder against his mouth, feeling as he bites and sucks marks all over your breasts. His hands let go of your ass to glide across your hips and down to your thighs. As he bites and sucks on your nipples, his fingers slip between your legs to part your pussy lips, spreading you completely open before moving his hands to your hips.
Moaning, you rock forward, cunt completely saturating his leg with slick as your hole is pressed down against his thigh, clit throbbing as you can now grind against him much easier.
“Cum for me,” he goads, hands gripping your breasts and squeezing, “soak my leg so I can stuff my cock into that sinful little pussy.”
He bounces his leg a little, jostling your whole body as you writhe and squirm on his lap, hands twisting against the ribbons. You slump forward into his body, burying your face against the junction of his neck and shoulder. The clean smell of soap and peppermint makes you whimper as you rock against his thigh even harder.
“Such a dirty girl,” he laughs softly in your ear, “getting off on my leg like a bitch in heat.”
A high pitched whine leaves your panting lips, “Father, please.”
“Aww,” he purrs, “poor needy pussy just wants to cum. C’mon then, you can do it, be my very good girl and soak my leg.”
Between his degrading praise and the rough grind of your hips down on his thigh, your orgasm unspools in your belly. Moaning low in your throat, your body goes rigid as you ride out your climax against Leon’s sopping wet thigh, pudgy clit throbbing as slick drips from your clenching hole.
“Oh my, such a mess,” he says, amusement laced in his tone, “you’ll just have to clean it up with your pretty little mouth before you suck me off.”
Dizzy with your orgasm, you can only hum in agreement.