The divine deflowering

As the woman's fingers tentatively brush against her clit, Father Paul coaches her, his voice a low, husky murmur. Her breath hitches as she pushes a finger inside her tight, untouched pussy, the sensation both strange and exhilarating. Father Paul's cock twitches in his pants, his own arousal mirrored in the woman's increasing wetness. He leans in, his tongue flicking out to taste her innocence, his beard scraping against her inner thighs. She gasps, her body tensing as he brings her to the brink of orgasm, then pulls back, his eyes locked with hers. "Are you ready to be absolved, my child?" he asks, his voice thick with desire.

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