01-21-2021, 09:19 AM
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Too lazy to set a custom title
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Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: Happy in the dark.
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Originally Posted by Hamilton Steele
Mary sat in the confessional waiting her turn to confess her sins. The stuffy little room, smelled of decades old oak but when she shifted her weight, impatiently sitting on the hard, smooth bench, she sensed her own pheromones contaminating the sacred space. The heat of the room was causing her skin to moisten but that was imperceptible in relation to the musky scent being generated by the blasphemy of her lustful thoughts.
She had known Father O'Malley since ages, when she had become a ward of the Catholic orphanage that he directed. Overhearing the muffled conversation of the confessor in the adjoining cubicle, she felt her excitement drip down the inside of her thigh.
Somehow Mary was going to seduce and fuck Father O'Malley. She wanted to see his cock, feel it in her mouth and have her cunt impaled by its girth. Screwing a priest was sacrilege and without a doubt a mortal sin. However, her body lusted for those people that are considered holy and 10 years of forced self-denial had turned her in to a sexual predator. Father O'Malley would be the first prey that she stalked but he wouldn't be her last.
That's my contribution.
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That was an actual bringdown . . .
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