You could feel it in the girls voices and in the throbbing of your blood. With embarrasment and guilt i would try to check my thoughts from destroying the sacredness around med by viewing the girls saintly. Unforunately, regardless of the vows they had just uttered so modestly, the kneeling position the girls adopted made their bums jut out so wickedly that, in spite of a desire to worship, an urge to fuck all of them, starting with the Virgin Mary herself, would grip me until I got out of that church.
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