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FATHER, FORGIVE ME FOR I HAVE SINNED (2)

Author: Diabla
last update publish date: 2026-05-03 23:42:16

“I will take your confession.”

That was all it took for the tap in between my legs to start leaking, and damn, damn, damn– I was not wearing any underwear.

What if a clump drops on the floor and everyone notices?

I should just run away and not look back.

The highest my mother could do was shout and pray again, and that would be the end of it.

“Amanda,” my mother called, but everything she didn’t say with her mouth was said with her eyes.

“Mother.” I simply replied and began to follow Father Jos
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