Handful of Faith Episodes
Handful of Faith
Handful of Faith
Handful of Faith
Handful of Faith
Handful of Faith
Handful of Faith
Father Savage kneels in the pew, collar still on, when Drew yanks his trousers down and spreads those hairy cheeks. He works two fingers, then three, into the holy hole and starts pumping. Savage’s thick, tattooed arms brace against the wood as Drew pushes past the knuckles and sinks his whole fist inside. The priest grunts, then stands on the pew seat, legs wide, offering deeper. Drew’s free hand strokes his own big cock while he twists and thrusts, wrist disappearing again and again. Savage’s hole gapes and grips, hungry. Drew shoves him flat on his back across the bench, fist still buried, and starts a steady rhythm that makes Savage’s cock bounce against his hairy belly. The strokes get faster. Savage’s load sprays across his own chest and the pew in heavy white ropes. Drew keeps working the fist until the last spurt, then pulls free, breathing hard, staring at the wrecked, dripping priest.
Father Savage kneels in the pew, collar still on, when Drew yanks his trousers down and spreads those hairy cheeks. He works two fingers, then three, into the holy hole and starts pumping. Savage’s thick, tattooed arms brace against the wood as Drew pushes past the knuckles and sinks his whole fist inside. The priest grunts, then stands on the pew seat, legs wide, offering deeper. Drew’s free hand strokes his own big cock while he twists and thrusts, wrist disappearing again and again. Savage’s hole gapes and grips, hungry. Drew shoves him flat on his back across the bench, fist still buried, and starts a steady rhythm that makes Savage’s cock bounce against his hairy belly. The strokes get faster. Savage’s load sprays across his own chest and the pew in heavy white ropes. Drew keeps working the fist until the last spurt, then pulls free, breathing hard, staring at the wrecked, dripping priest.