In Love With My Twin Daughters 3

Pastor Lewis had spent the advent of his children’s eighteenth birthday with their legs spread and their budding breasts wrapped about his hard, Christian cock. Now they were both sat pouting in confessional boxes with their arms wrapped about themselves, waiting for him to pass judgement on them both. It was a mean trick, but it was the only way to keep them in line.

After all, for every sin, there had to be penance.

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His wife smiled as she kissed his cheek and hung from his arm, ‘’May I join you? I can keep the girls in line…’’ She teased, her voice breathy as she hung alongside his ear. He thought about this offer for a moment before nodding. His wife was a good mediator in these situations, and it would dispel any hesitation from his barely legal teenage daughters. She could get them to do anything, he often found, anything at all.

Even the bratty one, Rosabelle, fell in line at her mother’s beck and call.

‘’Alright, but Stephanie first.’’ He stepped towards the confession box and his wife nodded eagerly and followed in his footsteps.

Together they knocked on the first box. A little voice echoed from within, ‘’Come in… Sir.’’

Inside, his daughter Stephanie sat waiting, her hands in her lap, her whole body the representation of carnality. She was nude from head to toe, with the exception of a bright lace collar, wrist wraps, and a garter belt about her thigh. Her tits were perfect and perky, with neat little pink bulbs for nipples, and her bare arms were long and covered in goosebumps, as the inside of the confessional box was quite cold. Her bare feet rubbed together in the interest of keeping themselves warm, and her legs were held so close together that only the pubic hair that led to her recently taken pussy could be seen. She blinked when she saw her mother enter with her father, and immediately she knew she was in trouble.

She sat up straight and looked at her father in reproach.

‘’Why’s Mummy here, Dad? I thought it would be just me and God.’’ Her blonde head bobbed to one side, looking at her mother and him in turn, fearful she was about to be punished.

‘’Oh, no, no, no. You’ve been very bad. Your mother is here to bear witness to your sins, my child. Now, assume the position.’’

Stephanie pouted but got up without having to be asked twice. Down onto the floor she got, her knees taking all of her weight, and her thick thighs flattened out around her, forming a perfect cushion along with her large ass upon the floor. She then peeked up at him, naked and glossy, her tits held together by the force of her arms in her lap, and she looked very good, sitting there like that.

Her mother sat on the pew where she'd sat previously, and took a handful of her daughter’s hair, bringing it back over her ears into a knot at the back of her head. Stephanie gasped and straightened up, then flitted her eyes around questioningly towards her father.

He smiled at her severely and stepped out of the box.

Outside, he went around and entered the opposite side to perform the confession, and when next he saw his daughter, she was but a fine outline through the grate. He could see only her silhouette, sitting there, panting slightly. ‘’... God?’’ She whispered, the shadow of her mother over her shoulder, the slight incline of her perky tits perceptible through the wall.

‘’Yes, my child?’’

She sighed in relief. ‘’My Daddy says I’ve been naughty. I’m so sorry.’’ She looked up to the heavens, her face tearful, and her woes the image of Christian repentance. He’d taught her so well. He thought he saw her sniveling.

‘’I have seen your sins, and they are great.’’ He agreed, keeping his head bowed, holding the rosary on his wrist. ‘’Incestuous relationships. Breeding with your own father. Allowing your mother to train you to please the whims of men, God’s chosen, those who are put here to help others - not to please your... insatiable desires.’’

She held her breath and stared through the grate, unable to believe her ears, and suddenly she argued, ‘’But-...! My father, he--.’’ And then she stopped, aware that her mother was sitting right behind her. She could not complete her sentence without placing the blame on someone else, even though it rightfully belonged there. So, instead, she whispered, ‘’... What must I do, Lord?’’

‘’You must submit yourself in prostration, and perform one single act of sin to atone for all the rest.’’

‘’Oh?’’ Her voice came through, this time however, it was laced with interest.

‘’Do you consent?’’

‘’Yes.’’ She said immediately, ‘’I will do anything to make my father proud of me.’’ She said with her face against the grate, ‘’I love him.’’ She whispered.

‘’Show me.’’ He said, and unlocked the divide. A hatch swung open and a hole big enough for a man’s hand to fit through appeared. He put his flaccid manhood through the hole, and Stephanie immediately whined with incomprehension.

‘’But… But I don’t understand, is this not another sin?’’ She said, but could be heard shuffling around, eager to get close to the gloryhole and the offered dick.

‘’What do you think?’’ He asked.

Shimmying closer, she took her first few steps towards his manhood. ‘’I think… I think that whatever happens in here is me atoning for my sins, and that by… putting my mouth on this thing, and drinking whatever it has to offer, and saying my ten Holy Marys, I will be admonished, Daddy.’’

‘’Exactly. Now… suck.’’

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