LUSTRONOMICA: WILD CRAVINGS
What he saw stopped him cold.
Father Elias stood in the center of the small room, black cassock unbuttoned and hanging open like a dark curtain. Beneath it he wore nothing. His thick, veined cock stood fully hard in his fist, the head flushed dark and glistening with pre-cum. On the small wooden table in front of him, his laptop played gay p**n on low volume — two muscular men, one bent over an altar-like surface while the other fucked him deep and rough, grunting filthy words that echoed softly in the sacristy.
Father Elias stroked himself with slow, deliberate pulls, eyes locked on the screen. His other hand gripped the edge of the table so tightly his knuckles were white. A low, hungry gr