He wants you to have the illegal pleasures that jesus-fucking-christ has been denying you…
“Lick me out, Father Michael. FUCK! He had seen the gypsy sluts of the town walking around wearing next-to-nothing shorts and skirts and had a wank or two at night remembering the sights he had seen and wondering what their parents thought, letting them out on the streets dressed like sluts but none of them could match what this girl had dared to wear that afternoon. A lot of them fuck our mothers too because on a Friday they’re like dressed to please, you know? Yessss! You can lick me if you want, and of course you’re going to fuck me, aren’t you, Father. Smells fucking gorgeous! His brain was a whirlwind. I love the fucking effect I have on boys and men. well … A chain belt was around her waist and Father Michael guessed it would hang down at the front.
