'God forgive me...' she whimpers between deepthroats, fingers clawing at the armrest like this is sin itself. A priest’s collar hides his grip on her hair—no gentle hands here, just raw fucking with every dirty word slipping past lips wrapped tight around that thick shaft. The couch creaks under her weight as legs spread wider for each brutal thrust; knees dig into the cushion while cum builds low in her throat. Smeared mascara and flushed cheeks tell the whole story: no holy vows left standing after this. She swallows hard, gagging but never pulling back—not when his hips slam forward like he’s chasing absolution through her mouth.
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