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Forgive Me, Father

Dearest listeners, I warn you that this audio is rather dirty. This is a completely taboo fantasy, and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. I was raised Catholic, and I think there's something deeply sexual about getting on your knees in front of a man you have to call "Father".

Kisses, Josie





Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. It's been ages since my last confession.

Father, I've fallen so far away from the Church. And God. I've done so many incredible bad things, Father, that I'm certain if you don't absolve me, I will go straight to hell if I die.

Well, Father, I don't know how to say this to you. But I've turned into a whore.

Since I've finished college and started working downtown, I've been unable to satisfy my craving for men. I've had sex with married men, in taxi cabs, elevators, my office, the park... I don't care about getting in trouble or ruining marriages or getting fired from my job. My body demands to be used by them, Father. Even sitting here, in front of you, I can feel the urge between my legs.

Oh, yes, I'm sorry. My confession...

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