The pastor is already a customer

There was also a small Christian parish in the town. The pastor was a nice man, but more devoted to female charms than celibacy allows. He was not a seducer, nor did he dare to approach the women of his congregation. As a result, he had been a client of the Puff for some time.

Since the new brothel was there and the rumour said that there were young girls of the city available there, who had been virgins only a few days ago, it itches him tremendously in the crotch. And his limb blew his pants out obscenely at the front.

That evening, he attended the “Exceptional Fun” with the intention of not defiling a young woman from his community. He didn’t want to be so strict with people of other faith. After all, his sex drive had also been given to him by God.

When he reached the clubhouse, the entrance to “All you can fuck on” immediately fell. He put on a ski mask and entered. Fortunately for him, only a few dollars were asked at the counter, which made him quickly calculate that he could afford it several times a week. The prerequisite was that it satisfied him reliably and gave him sufficient pleasure.

When he entered the room with the wooden wall, the cunts, asses and legs tied up, he was relieved. The large photos gave information about who would be available to his cock; so he would not have to defile a parish child.

He went to a store and there was a picture of Nina.

Thank God he’s not a sheep of his community. He quickly buttoned up his lap, laid down his stiff pole and with three strokes he stuck up to the heft in the young woman’s vulva.

He fucked her pretty intensely for ten minutes and splashed himself into her thoroughly.