...dick.

You loved the long warm appendages men had to offer. They were convenient for your mouth, and your tight pussy. You were getting wet just thinking about it! Another day in Prontera, your home town. Large in scope and more diverse than any of the main cities, you never failed to find a suitable cock to suck. In fact, a lot of the time you combined your healing magic with it, with a sort of discount.

You sat up in your bed. Your tits bouncing from the **** of your body's movement as you stand in front of the window. You look outside, finding the town to be still and quiet. It would be a few hours before the full **** of the town awakens. Looking across the way, you notice movement in a window. A man stood by the glass, gazing at your body with sharp blue eyes. You could recognize him. A foreign priest who had journeyed from the rough desserts of Morroc. He skin dark and his face chiseled in exotic mystery. He was slightly aged, and you had heard many of his speeches. Spreading the impending doom of the return of Satan Morroc, who would come and cleanse the world of it's sinners.

You didn't believe in all that hullabaloo. The man seemed to hate any prospect of open sexuality. He was clearly suppressing his inner desires... He continued to watch you. His eyes slightly hungered as he was firm and without shame.