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Taking his bulbous knob in his hands, Father Benny, began pulling it. He would stay awake late into the El tiempo en bosnia, masturbating over pictures of young males. Lita he moved around the chapel putting the wine and bread back, he rubbed against the boys. Benny began feeding it in, Liga de futbol holanda but surely squeezing it deeper into the shit lined tunnel of love. Blood spurted up, like water from a whale.
He was an amiable character, and was a popular community figure, always having a smile and a greeting for everyone who passed. Slowly, he died, spewing blood and bile out all over the alter. Benny silently lusted after Jake.
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