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Back at the rectory, in his mind, her beautiful image and descriptive words recreated her hairy dance. The extreme arousal that Father Anton managed to stifle for the past few days came to a climatic release. He agonized over the guilt of utilizing her confessions as some type of perverted foreplay, but finally gay rationalized chat that this fantasy was no different than hairygay the others he had drawn on to pleasure chat himself. The fact that it chat produced an orgasm that matched no other was beside hairy the point and not given a gay second thought.
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