I’m in the shower when the doorbell rings. I hear my youngest talking to some men. From the sounds of it, there are 4 distinct voices. Thinking it is some long time friends, I come out wrapped just in my towel. To my shock, I find four religious men in my living room! They are all dressed in robes. When the hell did Catholics begin making house calls? I thought that was something just for Jehovah’s Witnesses. I excuse myself to put on a robe.
When I come back into the living room, they are discussing Ash Wednesday and repentance with my three young daughters. Two of the girls already have ashes on their foreheads in the shape of a cross. As the third receives her cross, the priest says “Repent, and believe in the Gospel.” My girls are enthralled and begin telling these four all the dirty little things we have been doing as a family. I am mortified. Then I notice the four men’s robes are all tented at the crotch! Holy men, my ass! I guess even Holy Men get horny!
One of the men begins openly rubbing at his tent. I sit beside him and ask him if he needs some help. With no foreplay, the priests pulls up my robe and slides his hard prick right into my waiting snatch. One of the girl’s say, “But I thought this was wrong?”. The priest explains to her that what we have been doing is wrong and the only way to cleanse us is for them to spill their holy seed into us. All three of the girls then follow my lead. It is such a huge turn on seeing them get drilled in their sweet little pussies! I cum hard from the sight! After all of our pussies are filled with their religious cum, they gather their things to leave. When I walk them to the door, they ask me is they can come by weekly to hear our confessions. Now we have a standing date. I wonder who will hear the Holy Men’s confessions?
