Byeon Gap-tae of Seongmul Church 4
Byeon Gap-tae rocked his hips forward and back in a gentle rhythm, savoring her lips and tongue.
Jo Su-yeon sealed her mouth tightly around his cock and bobbed her head, matching his pace.
This was no ordinary skill.
Watching the demure, pure-looking woman display such technique, Han Pan was shocked all over again.
Su-yeon took his entire length into her mouth in one swift motion, then pulled back and began sucking with greedy hunger.
It was so fierce that he could clearly see her cheeks balloon outward every time his cock plunged deep into her throat.
A moment later Byeon Gap-tae cried out.
“Daughter-in-law, this father is ready. I shall now cast the demon from your body.”
With that declaration he pulled her to her feet.
Su-yeon braced both hands against the wall, spread her legs, and offered him her ass.
Byeon Gap-tae hiked her skirt all the way to her waist—and to Han Pan’s astonishment she was wearing no panties at all.
He was left speechless by the sheer boldness of a woman who had come to church bare beneath her clothes.
As the assistant pastor’s wife she ought to have been the most modest and chaste woman present, yet she was doing the exact opposite.
Byeon Gap-tae stroked his cock with one hand while his eyes slowly traced the curve of her rear, then he smiled with benevolent warmth.
“I know where the demon hides… With my sacred relic I shall now purge it from within you.”
He tapped the head of his cock against her pussy a few times, then thrust straight in.
Jo Su-yeon clamped a hand over her mouth and spoke in a trembling voice.
“Ah… Father… Aaaah… I can feel it… The demon is resisting…”
“Is that so? It seems the demon flees before my holy spirit… I shall drive it out swiftly.”
He seized her waist and began slamming his hips hard and fast.
Despite the difference in their heights, Byeon Gap-tae expertly ravaged her pussy without missing a beat.
Su-yeon’s moans settled into a steady rhythm.
Her breathing grew ragged; one glance was enough for Han Pan to see she was drowning in lust.
After standing frozen for a moment, he carefully slipped out his phone.
With steady hands he switched to video mode and began recording them.
They were so lost in their own harsh gasps and the act itself that they never noticed his presence at all.
They kept at it for some time until Byeon Gap-tae suddenly scooped her up and set her on the desk against the wall.
Han Pan thought, The old man still has strength.
One thing was certain: he was an extraordinarily vigorous man.
Even Han Pan, still in his twenties, had to marvel at Byeon Gap-tae’s stamina as the pastor violently drove his cock into her cunt.
If a demon truly existed, it looked as though he were stabbing it to death.
Seated on the desk with her ass planted firmly, Su-yeon leaned back against the wall.
When she spread her legs wide, Han Pan saw Byeon Gap-tae pull something from her body.
His eyes went round again.
It was an anal plug.
Watching the gleaming silver chrome plug slide free of her asshole, Han Pan held his breath and stared.
Byeon Gap-tae seemed to aim his cock at her anus.
Very slowly he pushed the head inside.
A sharp, intense moan burst from Jo Su-yeon’s lips.
“Hah… Father…”
“Ah… Daughter-in-law… So it was here after all… The demon… the demon… Ah… Ah…”
Groaning, Byeon Gap-tae gripped both her ankles and began rocking his hips with deliberate care.
Once he judged she had adjusted to the intrusion, he picked up speed and pounded her hard.
Then he leaned his face close to hers.
Su-yeon cupped his face in both hands, stuck out her tongue, and began licking every inch of it.
Their ferocious fucking was more intense than anything Han Pan had ever seen in porn; cold sweat prickled across his entire body.
He could feel the hand holding the phone trembling.
A moment later Byeon Gap-tae shouted as if in ecstasy.
“Hah, hah, daughter-in-law—my sacred relic is about to enter your body!”
“Ah… Ah… Father… Give me your sacred relic… Purify the demon inside me… Ah… Ah…”
“Ugh… Yes… I must save my daughter-in-law… Who else… will save her… Ugh… Ugh…”
Byeon Gap-tae’s face twisted; Han Pan knew at once that climax was seconds away.
Then the pastor’s features contorted even more violently and he bellowed:
“Under the protection of God I cast out the demon from our pitiful sister with my sacred relic! Please, save her—A-mennnnn!! Ugh!!”
He clenched his teeth and shuddered violently; Su-yeon did the same.
Orgasm flooded her body; she trembled from head to toe, eyes squeezed shut.
A short while later the tremors left Byeon Gap-tae’s frame.
Panting hard, he took a slow step backward. Thick white cream foamed and spilled from her asshole.
“Haa… Haa… Do you see? The demon suffers under the sacred relic and is being purified…”
Su-yeon steadied her ragged breathing and answered him.
“Yes, Father… I think the demon has left my body… I no longer hear its whispers… I feel free of it. It’s gone… Thank you… Father…”
“Good. You’ve worked hard again today, my daughter-in-law.”
“Father, let me cleanse the filth the demon left on your body…”
She rose slowly, sank to her knees, and began sucking his cock clean once more.
Byeon Gap-tae stroked her hair gently and said,
“Daughter-in-law, you did well to overcome the demon’s temptation again today… I am so proud of you… Once more you have endured the trial the devil set before you.”
Still lapping at his cock with her tongue, she replied,
“I-it’s all thanks to you, Father… I’m so grateful… You go to all this trouble for me… even though you have so many other duties…”
He laughed heartily.
“Is family not always first? When one’s own family suffers under a demon, it is only natural for a father to help… Especially when you have resisted the devil’s lure so well—I am truly proud of myself as well.”
He patted her head again, looking for all the world like a parent praising a good child.
After a while Su-yeon rose, clasped her hands in a prayerful pose, and Byeon Gap-tae laid his palm on her head, murmuring what sounded like a prayer.
When the prayer ended they shared a slow, tender kiss like any couple after sex.
Then they opened the door, checked the hallway, and slipped away.
Listening to their footsteps fade, Han Pan carefully emerged from between the boxes and stared at the traces they had left behind.
On the desk a foamy mixture of her pussy juices and his cum still glistened.
Han Pan thought with quiet disdain that they hadn’t even bothered to clean up properly.
He slipped the phone into his pocket, confirmed the corridor was empty, and walked out.
His heart was pounding.
It was the rush of having uncovered someone’s secret, mixed with the sudden release of tension.
When he reached the first floor, people were already climbing the stairs one by one as the basement meetings ended.
Han Pan hurried downward.
There he spotted Mi-ho chatting warmly face-to-face with the pastor’s wife—the same woman he had greeted earlier.
He hesitated for a second, then approached as if nothing had happened.
“Hello.”
At his greeting both women looked up.
The pastor’s wife beamed and welcomed him.
“Ah, yes—hello.”
“Oh my, my son’s here? We were just talking about you. Perfect timing.”
“Huh? About me?”
“Yes, about you.”
Han Pan tensed as he looked between them.
“Did you see something you shouldn’t have? Why’s your face like that?”
Startled, he rubbed his face with one hand and said,
“Me? It’s nothing.”
He brushed it off, shaking his head as the unbelievable scene he had just witnessed flashed through his mind again.
Mi-ho looked puzzled for a moment, then her expression softened.
“The pastor’s wife said you look like you’re good at working out and asked me for a favor.”
“Yeah? What?”
Mi-ho gave the seated woman a little nod, as if to say You tell him.
“Would you sit down for a moment?”
Her calm tone made him take a seat.
The pastor’s wife smiled at him.
“It’s nothing major—Sister Mi-ho simply told me that Brother Han Pan is excellent at exercise and a good teacher.”
“Ah, yes… Wait—no, I’m not skilled enough to teach anyone.”
She kept the gentle smile on her lips and continued.
“Not at all. Your body is truly magnificent right now. Magnificent enough to make many of the sisters’ hearts flutter.”
Han Pan felt a flush of embarrassment.
“So I was wondering… if it’s all right with you, would you come to my house and try being my personal trainer? Of course the compensation would be very generous…”
“!!!”