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Last Rites Fuck

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-26 09:01:44

The hospital room was dim and heavy with the scent of antiseptic and impending death. Mr. Harlan, a wealthy parishioner in his late seventies, lay unconscious in the bed, monitors beeping softly. His young wife, Sophia — a beautiful 28-year-old with raven hair and a body made for sin — sat beside him, eyes red from crying.

Father Elias and I had been called for last rites.

But the moment we entered the private room and the door clicked shut, the atmosphere shifted from mourning to something far
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