Oh yes! Please release us from the grip of Satan.”
Seeing this as a possible reason and excuse for his behaviour, Father David now joined Sister Beatrice on his knees before the Bishop and echoed her words, “That must be it Your Grace, we must have been possessed by Satan or we would never have succumbed to this temptation.”
“Be quiet Father! Xxx “This feels so good, your tight little hole grips me so well and I feel like I could stay in here for ever. Now, I think you should become the confidant and confessor of that little Sister Mary. Although it had not reached it’s full hardness yet, she could feel it was much heavier and thicker than the priests and as she fondled it, releasing it from his robe, she gasped at it’s size as it grew before her and dwarfed her tiny white hands.
