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All I can think about today is young priests struggling to maintain their celibacy. It's so sweet and adorably pathetic.

Their devout hearts are in the right place. They pray so ardently. Yet their flesh was designed for a purpose that contradicts their vows entirely. It needs to breed. It's so fun to think of these poor priests, listening with racing hearts as their patrons confess the same sinful thoughts they have, to think of them with their sensitive, neglected cocks half-hard at all times, a heavy guilt between their legs as they try to preach holiness and chastity before their congregation. But all they can think of is sex sex sex sex.

I just want to take them in my arms and stroke their hair and tell them they're doing such a good job, that God is so proud of them for fighting the very nature of their flesh. I want to kiss them on their foreheads and pretend I don't feel it when their dicks twitch. I know I can leave them with the memory of my breast against their cheeks, and they wouldn't dare stroke themselves to the thought of it. What sweet, good boys they all are.

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Damp.

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found that there’s a fairly big old series of anti-clerical porn books, “monks secret library” and now i desperately wish i had them. seems like you can mainly only find e-books of them.

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taking a break , religious guilt caught up and my stomach is in knots. i’ll be back. i always am.

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This is my favorite aesthetic 🥰✝️🙏🏻

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I'm tired of pretending that this isn't lingerie. Damn sluts these men are.

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Teasing and edging a priest for hours, he's hanging onto your every word, face red hot and desperate and trying so hard not to whine. He wants to be good for you. He wants to prove himself.

Calling him a good boy makes him finish on the spot, mouth open high pitched wine. After years of devotion and nothing in return, suddenly he feels as though his effort is worth something, and he's addicted to the feeling

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There's something special about starting my period on a Sunday and sipping raspberry leaf tea with Gregorian chants on in the background for comfort

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