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Fred stood up, after his morning prayer, and looked to the ceiling, stretching and yawning.
His foster mother was home due to an injury and not working.
He heard moaning coming from her bedroom. She was finger fucking herself while having a sexually charged conversation with a man on speaker phone.
All the holy orbs that hovered over him turned to grey. All the light he had absorbed during his morning prayer had turned to darkness. The taste for Grace had been replaced with the taste for pussy.
And just like that. He removed his cock from his pants and jerked off right outside his foster mother’s room to the sounds of her cheating whore moans.
In that moment Fred finally realized: “to coexist with women in this world is to never be free of sin”
His foster mother was home due to an injury and not working.
He heard moaning coming from her bedroom. She was finger fucking herself while having a sexually charged conversation with a man on speaker phone.
All the holy orbs that hovered over him turned to grey. All the light he had absorbed during his morning prayer had turned to darkness. The taste for Grace had been replaced with the taste for pussy.
And just like that. He removed his cock from his pants and jerked off right outside his foster mother’s room to the sounds of her cheating whore moans.
In that moment Fred finally realized: “to coexist with women in this world is to never be free of sin”
