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It was the genius of the Bohemian church and its Old Ways that such a stirring encounter of intimacy and love was faithfully preserved at the very core of its traditions. As I joyously pushed and pulled my stiffened tool in and out of Milena's Open Heart to the keening sounds of her nasty delight, I thanked the Good Lord that He had led me to His Church, where I could faithfully serve its members' needs. As my elderly bad girl let out a cresting cry, and our Open Hearts merged in our mutual obliteration, great ropes of my holy spunk shot forth and filled her needful bowels. I felt a warm glow of satisfaction that our sacred union had satisfied Milena's needs. Mine too, come to think of it. Mine too.
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