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Touch me Father

Autor: Kayla
last update Data de publicação: 2026-04-12 22:40:59

The television’s blaring hymns were a feeble shield, a desperate attempt to mask the truth. I closed my eyes, letting the pleasure wash over me.

“Mhmmm.” I bit my lip, hard.

The buzzing vibrator was cold against my hot sex, a perfect, sinful contrast. I was naked except for the rosary dangling against my chest, its beads a mockery of the ecstasy pulsing through me. Downstairs Mom was making dinner. She was singing. Praying.

I moved the vibrator, pressing its humming tip directly against my swo
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