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| Padre, may I offer you a drink of my water to help over come this terrible heatwave? I would be truly blessed if you accept my offer. | |
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| Water? He, he he, he...my dear.... you have a few things to learn. Take off your clothes and I shall quence my thirst from the sweat of your supple bosum. | |
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| Why Padre...how dare you...a man of the cloth...i'm calling the cops!!!! | |
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| Let me get this right...she asked you to bless her chest? Hmmmm...must have been one hell of a rack! | |
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