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Tom was a priest who just moved to a new parish in the countryside. The church was smack in the middle of nowhere. Rolling hills and pastureland surrounded it. The priest tossed and turned as he struggled to fall into...
"Sofia’s devotion to God takes on many manifestations."
1997The hardwood of the church floor made her knees ache. The darkness of the corner outside of the sacred confessional made her soul ache. The thick cock repeatedly hitting the back of her throat made her jaw ache.But she had...
"Bless me Father, for I have sinned, and will probably continue to do so"
In the dim confessional, the air heavy with the scent of aged wood and incense, a young woman knelt behind the screen. She was slender and attractive, her long blond hair spilling down her back. Her cropped white t-shirt offered...
"Private Counseling seemd like a good idea at the time..."
Father Thomas felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead, his body trembling with the aftershocks of his own climax. He had never felt such a powerful rush of pleasure, and the realization of his sin weighed on him...
"I am about to sin."
Father Thomas cleared his throat, shifting in the dimly lit confessional. The worn velvet of his vestments brushed against the cold, wooden panel separating him from his next confessor. The murmur of the congregation outside the church drifted in, a...
"Three horny girls hatch a plan for the priest."
Three girls and a church dareThe three girls had known each other since they were primary school kids together in a small village outside Dublin. Now in their early 20’s they all worked in the offices of the only real...
"Maria and Father Flanagan both have revelations."
Father Flanagan slowly woke up as the morning light crept through the bedroom window. His head hurt. He looked around. That's not my dresser, he thought. And this isn't my bed. Where am I?Turning, he saw a woman lying next...
"Blowjobs are no longer enough to get her son to go to mass."
Maria stood before her son's bedroom door. She held her fist up, ready to knock. She paused, a tiny twinge of guilt crossing her mind. For the last two months, she had spent every Sunday morning draining Matthew's balls, helping...
"Handjobs are no longer enough to get her son to go to Mass."
Maria knocked on her son’s bedroom door. “Matthew! It’s Sunday. Time to get ready for Mass.” Without waiting for an answer, she swung the door open.Matthew was lying on his bed, naked, sporting an enormous erection. “I’m ready for you...
