Father Beckman begged for God's mercy when his cock went stiff and nearly burst a hole through his glorious robe. This hadn't happened to him since he was in his twenties and fucking his way through the 90s, because “Hey, it was the 90s," which explains why he could vividly imagine all of the cum-inducing positions he would destroy her in—if he weren't a priest. But at fifty-eight years of age, and as a man of the cloth,...