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From the moment her confession left her lips, it became a place of my salvation and my damnation. Worse, I didn’t care that every time I followed her through those doors, I was no longer a man of the cloth. I was simply a man. One that gave into the carnal desires that flooded me whenever she was near.
I knew it was wrong. But I couldn’t help it. The way she submitted for me without question. Soft and yielding, completely at my mercy. Just as desperate for her release as I was.
When she returns to confess her sins, will I be able to handle hearing my own sins recited to me? Or will I cave as I remember the sounds that left her lips when I reveled in my sin for her?
From the moment her confession left her lips, it became a place of my salvation and my damnation. Worse, I didn’t care that every time I followed her through those doors, I was no longer a man of the cloth. I was simply a man. One that gave into the carnal desires that flooded me whenever she was near.
I knew it was wrong. But I couldn’t help it. The way she submitted for me without question. Soft and yielding, completely at my mercy. Just as desperate for her release as I was.
When she returns to confess her sins, will I be able to handle hearing my own sins recited to me? Or will I cave as I remember the sounds that left her lips when I reveled in my sin for her?
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