“Just be careful and call me if you suspect anything. “Thanks for the warning. Anal sex Was the camera on a tripod, or was it operated by a third person? Or was it just not me? That’s why I’m here. As he thrusts harder, I start to moan. I have to force myself away from it because it wouldn’t be good if my priest realized how wet I am again right now. I let him slide into me and press my hands against the cool tiles of the shower. I can’t tell him that I thought it was hot to be called a whore and that I want to do it again. Tell me something about yourself.”
“I actually wanted to be a priest. To warn me?”
“Yeah, that too.” He remains silent, and I look up at him. I hope he fucks me right here, but first I enjoy pissing myself in his presence. The information he has is not read out as announcements at mass.
