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There was no hiding place inside and getting my intended rape victim to step inside with me inside would be tricky if she saw me no matter if I had clothes or not. The confession box was actually quite large to allow ladies with wide clothes to fit inside, but the only furniture was a bench in front of the hole into the box where the priest listened to the confession. The bench was actually quite wide to allow ladies with different kind of clothes to find a comfortable sitting position, but hiding bigcocks below the bench would be a true high risk gamble. Also even if she happened to not realize there was nude woman below the bench I would have great difficulty to do the actual assault quickly enough for her not asshole to scream if I was literally below her skirts. I had hoped there would be door to the confession box so I could hide behind the doorpost, but there was only a drapery. Finally I discovered the solution; the confession box was actually quite tall. The priests had wanted it decorated with pious religious images, but to fit the symbols of all the major gods they had to extend the box upwards. This meant there was plenty of space above the person taking the confession and by luck they had also added horizontal support beams to get the box more stable. I jumped up to get a hold of the nearest support beam, and pulled myself up. It was a shame that nobody could watch making that leap, it must sure have looked spectacular. The supernatural strength granted by the sword apply to all my muscles. I really doubt any normal woman would have been able to reach the support beam with just a leap. The top of the box was open to let ambient light come in so there seemed to be a risk I would cast a shadow below. Still as long as the drapery was open the contents of the confession box would lit enough to hide my shadow. I cannot say the hiding place on the support beams was comfortable, but I could use my traders robe to soften the worst of it. Now I just had to wait. After who knows how much time I heard the noble lady and the guards approaching. I could tell it was the right group from the banter of the guards as they made sure the church was secure. If they noticed the extra candles that were lit they did not comment on it. Like I had hoped they did not see the need to investigate the contents of a confession box that looked very empty. The woman stepped inside and pulled the drapery closed. I was watching her from above and could not help myself from smiling. I got to see quite bigass a lot of cleavage from my viewpoint above. Her clothing was modest enough for a church visit, but the linen cloth that kept her rather above average breasts in place also meant the breasts were pressed together and giving me the option to watch a lot of naked skin from my current viewpoint above her. She was a brunette and actually more petite than I would have expected from her breast size. I liked what blonde I saw and felt the magic cock inside of me twitch in anticipation. When I made my move I leaned down from the support beam hanging on my knees. I caught hold of her head and stuffed a piece of cloth into her mouth. At first she was frozen in surprise but when she realized what was happening she tried to spit the rag out. My hand was there to stop her and she struggled uselessly to make me remove my hand. My leverage was actually quite limited when hanging from the support beam; there was the obvious risk that my knees deepthroat would loose hold if she struggled too much. Just then she felt two more cocks at her pussy and ass, and the over-engorged heads pushed slowly into her as blonde she felt herself stretch again and shiver with pleasure. “ How did he do that?” Bronc smile and said “ Dog whisperer. “One of the older kids probably dropped it by accident. Mrs. Armstrong loved it and 'still' rejected her daughter. 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Nita walked into the room and saw the second drink go down. She layed back down on top of me and said... It’s a crime. I stared at the screen, at my daughter. "I am fine Ace though, I am perplexed with a thought I can't seem to grasp. Here Ephus slapped his hands together, there was a sickening snap then Ares started to gag as his head flopped to the side. They felt the soft thick carpet beneath their feet. Has anyone seen her!?" “If it was purely one-sided deepthroat then that wouldn’t be right.” My hips jerked up, burying my rod deeper into my mothers forbidden love tunnel. Paul had allowed Jason to take pics of her covered in facial piss & jism & now they were framed next to their marital bed . It reminded Jackie that she loved her husband , but was lustfully & sexually owned by her new 19year old master Paul. "It's been a while since I've done any soldering. He moved his bigass hips toward me as I felt his huge cock I jot it down.