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Guess who finally found their gspot? Lil fuckers so sensitive, thinking about a priest abusing it with his fingers dead on into overstimulation.

The urge to bother my mutuals

🧿 to keep you safe from people who want to do you harm.<3 🧿

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Thinking about cuddling with Father Paul. Whether it's under his soft sheets, at the beach facing the sea, or laying on the grass under the moonlight. Any place is nice as long as you're with him.

The cold wind of Crockett Island is blowing as usual, but he wraps a warm blanket around you and tucks you safely against his chest. His strong arms around your frame, his large hand caressing your head. The thumping of his heartbeat in your ear, reassuring you that he's there, that he's alive and that he hasn't lost his humanity. The steady rise and fall of his chest, the soft sound of his breathing. His lips gently grazing the top of your head, nuzzling, occasionally planting little kisses.

Yes, I think a cuddle from him would fix me.

It's official, so prayer circle for the casting we all need. 🙏‍

Laying next to a pretty priest, then in the morning he wakes me up with his head between my legs. 😳

The Nightmare Before Christmas (1994) dir. Henry Selick