Lance Hayward
The moans and gasps of maids loving maids serenaded me. I loved the passion echoing around me as I worked my little sister's cunt up and down my cock. My arms burned from the strain of lifting her over and over again, but I didn't care. I rose toward my orgasm.
My sister's hot pussy massaged my dick. She squeezed her cunt around my cock and brought me closer and closer to that moment of bursting. To just spurting my cum into her snatch. She whimpered, her skirt rustling.
"Big brother," she whimpered. "Oh, big brother."
"Mmm, that's so good, Mommy Bella," Angela moaned. "Oh, yes, yes, that's good."
"God, I am you're sexy step-mom, aren't I?" cooed Bella, her hands squeezing my Daughter-Maid's rump. "That's so hot!"
"Yes, Mommy Bella!" Angela moaned, squirming there.
It was hot. I loved it. My sexy Bella would be a step-mom to so many of my daughters. And a real mom, too. I shuddered, slamming my little sister's cunt down my cock. Her pussy gripped me. She held me tight in her snatch.
"Fuck," I groaned, savoring the heat rushing through me. "Oh, fuck, that's good. That's so good."
"I know!" squealed Kylie. Her hot twat gripped my dick. "Oh, that's just awesome. Keep working my cunt up and down your big dick, Master Big Brother! I have to make you cum!"
"Yes, you do," groaned Aunt Nancy. Her big boobs jiggled in her low-cut bodice. "You have to just make me explode."
"Yes, yes, yes," whimpered Kylie. "My pussy was made to make you cum, Master Big Brother! Mommy made me to be your sexy Sister-Maid!"
"That's right," I groaned, the pressure building and building at the tip of my cock. "Kylie! Let me feel that hot cunt going wild around my dick."
"Yes, Master Big Brother!" she moaned as her hot cunt worked up and down my cock. She squeezed about me. She held me tight with her amazing pussy. I loved every second of her juicy snatch riding me. "Oh, that's so good, Master Big Brother! That's just amazing!"
It was. It was absolutely spectacular. I loved how her pussy slammed down my cock. She took me to the hilt over and over again. She swallowed every inch of my big dick with her hot twat. It was spectacular to enjoy.
She quivered as I slid her up my cock. I raised her higher than before, my arms burning with fatigue. My cock throbbed, on the verge of bursting. Then she plunged back down my dick and squealed with rapture.
Her pussy went wild around my cock.
"Yes, yes, yes," I groaned. "Fuck!"
I erupted.
I spurted my cum into her pussy. I shuddered, savoring that delight rushing through me. Such ecstasy burned through my mind. I groaned as the pleasure slammed through my body. I erupted again and again. It was such a thrill to pump her full of my cum. Just a wonderful rush to flood her with all that cum.
"Damn!" I groaned, reveling in that heat. The pleasure swept through my body as I pumped my cum into her snatch.
"Yes, yes, Master-Big Brother!" Kylie moaned, her hot twat rippling around my dick. "Ooh, ooh, you're flooding me with all your cum! I love it!"
"Master Hayward," Cali said, her voice full of command.
"What?" I groaned, my cock erupting a final time into her pussy. I turned my head to see Cali striding from the shadows, her purple eyes locked on me.
"There has been a breach."
***
Sister Martha Ruth
Tears burned in my eyes. I felt the malevolence behind me. This storm that had swept down on St. Theresa's brought with it something evil. Something that had ripped out of Hell. I fumbled to turn the key in the lock, my heart screaming.
CLICK!
The lock turned.
I threw myself into the church and slammed the door behind me. A moment later, the entire door shook from a thudding impact. I squeaked and found the lock, twisting it. I backed away from the door, the light above my head dimming.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
The door shuddered on the hinges.
Through the roar of the wind, something foul chuckled. My stomach chilled and my blood froze in my veins. I darted out of the small entrance and ran down the hallway to the church proper.
I burst into it, my veil whipping around me. The white wimple wrapped around my head and neck felt so tight, my habit so constricting.
"Sister Shannon Esther!" I cried, seeing my fellow nun. Together, we cared for it.
"What is that?" she whispered as she knelt before the altar. The lights above flickered and went out. She squeaked in fright.
I rushed to her, the only light coming from the votive candles burning before the feet of St. Theresa's statue to the left. I grabbed my rosary swinging off my belt. I rubbed my fingers over the polished, wooden beads as I made the sign of the cross.
"Evil," I whimpered. "Evil's besieging the church."
"No, no, no," she gasped. "There's n-no such thing as evil. T-this c-can't be happening."
The church shook. Through the stained glass windows, shadows whipped by, The storm growled. I quivered. It was like we were in the jaws of a malevolent beast, the screaming winds its jaws about to snap shut around the church.
"Art Father who art in Heaven," I prayed. "Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come--"
BOOM! BOOM!
CRASH!
I jumped at the breaking of wood. The laughter grew. I could feel evil had entered the church. My knees quivered as I grabbed at my crucifix with my left hand. My right stroked over my rosary beads. I held my crucifix up before me.
"No, no, no," whimpered Sister Shannon Esther. She buried her face in her hands, sobbing.
From the hallway, shadows poured into the room. A thing without shape, formless. Boundless. It rolled toward us. In the middle, two great tears shone with a red light. Eyes. Terrible eyes. Portals into Hell itself.
"In the name of Christ, I defy thee!" I shouted, thrusting my crucifix out before me.
"I am older than your man on a stick," the voice growled.
My crucifix melted. The wood ran over my fingers and dripped on the floor. The malevolent demon surged closer, its shadows spilling out from it like tentacles. Fear burst in me. I screamed and ran for the entry hall.
"Sister Martha Ruth!" screamed Shannon.
Shadows wrapped around my body before I could go five steps. They lifted me up into the air. They slithered around me, pouring beneath my nun's habit. My veil fell away.
The cloth ripped away. I gasped as my habit fell off my body. I was down to my slip, bra, and panties.
The tentacles writhed around me, sliding beneath the linen of my slip.
They flexed.
My slip ripped away.
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