I don't pull out. I stay buried inside her, my cock still hard, still throbbing, still hungry. Her cunt clenches around me in aftershocks, but I'm not done.
I shift my angle. Pull back just enough to let my cockhead rest at her entrance, then slide up — past her cunt, past the perineum, until the tip presses against her asshole.
She feels it. She tenses.
"Father — "
"Shh." I grip her hips. "Cleansing must be thorough, Sister." I line myself up. And I push.
One thrust. No resistance — just the tight, burning grip of her ass swallowing me whole.
"Alleluja!"
Her scream splits the chapel air. I hold myself deep inside her, letting her feel every inch, letting the stretch burn through her. Her palms scrape against the stone altar. Her breath comes in ragged gasps.
Then I start moving.
