Sodomy in the Sacristy

The cold, hard toilet seat offers no comfort to the young nun as she lifts her habit, revealing her bare, quivering ass. She bends over, her reflection staring back at her in the mirror. The door creaks open, and her confessor, Father Thomas, enters. He pauses, then approaches, his hand reaching out to touch her forbidden flesh. She gasps, "Forgive me, Father," as he plunges into her, his loins slapping against her holy behind. They rut like animals, their cries of pleasure echoing in the sanctified space, their sins intertwined.

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