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happy convent

Skirt rolled up
A hand in my rump
A furious fisting
A wicked whistling
Next in line
Skirt pulled down
Dick inside
A violent cumming
Stop your moaning...
And then the next one
And then the next one..

All profanely squirting
From a fat cock plumbing..

Every week we are saved thus
From our own misguided lust
We have our prayers waiting
But first cured are our cravings..

Father gives our cunts salvation.
We go begging for his meat's absolution..
A happy convent is thus successfully run
When thoroughly fucked is every nun..

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