It feels good. People are looking at us. I blush, but I don't stop kissing her. Later, Katy tells me that all the girls are prostitutes, and a good number of the men (and some of the women) in the congregation are their clients. The same men that whisper they are disgusting sinful sluts at church come to them at night and rape them for money. When I hear this, I realize these men must think I am a prostitute too. After the church service the girls sit there in their puddles of piss until all the congregation have filed out. Then they strip off their clothes, get down on all fours, and lick up the wetness they have produced, while the priest watches. I am initially unsure what to do, but Katy undresses me, and pushes my face down into my piss, and I start to lick. It tastes gross and I gag, but Rachael, who managed to control her bladder all service, comes around behind me and starts to finger my pussy as I lick, and that helps. I lick up all the urine like a dog. Then the priest fucks us. Actually, he wants to fuck me, because I'm the new girl. I protest, but Katy and Elle and Paige and Victoria all hold me down, bending me over the indian pew, my tits hanging down, and the priest undresses and sticks his cock into my cunt. I am being raped - raped for the first time in my life. He is fucking my cunt without my consent. When I realize this, I do the most humiliating thing possible - I orgasm. I orgasm from the understanding I am being raped. I blush bright red and want to die. The priest doesn't stop fucking me, though. Once I stop struggling, the other girls leave me to be raped and concentrate on serving the priest. Victoria kneels behind him and tongues his anus. Katy stands on the pew and offers her swollen tits for him to suck the milk from. Elle kneels in front of him, between my legs, and licks at his cock as it slides in and out of my cunt. Sometimes her tongue tickles my clit. It feels good. Rachael stands in front of me and pushes her cunt against my face, and I lick it obediently. Sarah’s gaze turned to the dead girl’s face, her eyes wide open but dead, with a wide smile on her face. I call Dakota over and give her the information, she asks to take BJ along, which I tell her is fine. ‘When two were in you at once.’ Cato breathed. Something that would have probably never ever happened was she not dead. Smiles flashed. How sweet she is? I want the joy of riding her mouth. Taking his time and reading through all the papers, Alex was even more impressed with everything he read. You were always kind to me and I enjoyed every minute we spent together. Because I noticed Amanda’s running attire became a lot skimpier after Bryan became one of their regular members, usually nothing more than indian a snug sports bra and tight spandex. "I hope you guys like what I have to offer!" It felt so incredibly good masturbating with the tool that I had just used to maim and kill the four robbers. I think she was actually surprised by my honesty. I couldn’t imagine how the suits snapped or stuck together down there and still molded so tightly to the shape of their slit and labia when it was closed. She raised her gym-toned body up from the bed to invite another blow and he grinned wolfishly. I'll bet your ass is tighter than any girls around. Scott and Chin-sun broke into a jog as the crowds thinned out, and Song knew his quarry was about to escape.