El Pastor, a man of the cloth, finds solace in the most unholy of ways. His study, a sanctuary of sorts, is where he gives in to his carnal desires. With the door locked, he lifts his robes, revealing his hairy, muscled ass. He runs a finger along his crack, pausing at his twitching hole. He spits onto his finger, lubricating it before pushing it inside, groaning as he imagines the feel of a thick cock replacing it. His other hand strokes his hard cock, pre-cum beading at the tip, as he fucks himself with his finger, chasing the taboo pleasure he knows he shouldn't crave.