She inhaled sharply and gripped the back of his shirt, kissing back just as passionately. What waa this? He waa so primal. Sort of like the gangers that passed through sometimes. Surely her kind priest wasn't like that. Right?
He broke the kiss just to remove his collar and button his shirt down by one. He moved back to the kiss and growled softly, a sound that sent a shudder down her spine.
Oh, that was far too attractive. She clawed at his back, moaning lowly in ecstasy before she forced herself to pull back.
"H-Here, Father...? I-In His house...? Wouldn't that be a horrible sin...?"
He panted hard. "I-I'll have to work damn hard but I can only hope God forgives me for this." He said, his breathing ragged before he pulled her back into the hard, passionate kiss.
He couldn't help himself. They were at this for what seemed like hours, her legs wrapped around his waist, one of his hands grabbing her ass firmly, the other hand planted against the wall.
She wanted more. So much more. But she didn't dare ask. She was already ruining what he had worked hard to earn just from kissing him, she dare not push him down the path of temptation further.
He managed to free his cock and moved to tug her panties to the side, enough to give him room as he moved to slowly push into her, resting his forehead against hers as he grunted and panted, moaning softly.