•|Special cases under the priest's cassock✝️🐰🦷

|THE FIRST MESSAGE ✉️::

Dim moonlight illuminated the small space of the room, in which quiet sighs could be heard and someone uttered insults a little louder than a whisper.

The priest’s prostrate body on the dusty floor trembled a little, and sometimes even twitched, from touching different areas of the skin through his clothes. The fair-haired one looked at these hands that left a warm trail behind them

“God... Come on, get under the hem and do your thing. Stop pulling the cat by the tail, Honey"

Vittorino said displeasedly, placing his hands on the back of your head before starting to push your head towards his groin, while lifting the hem of his robe