We Must Consecrate Your Whole Assets 1080p

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All I've ever wished was to be a part of The Brotherhood. For that, I had to prove that I was worthy and clean, so I agreed to be a part of whatever ritual the president thought was fitting for me. I perceived timid as he removed my clothes, but nothing was going to stop me. He then explained that my figure is a temple as he pawed every inch of it, but at that point, I was not timid anymore. I was aware of how rock-hard my meatpipe was, but I was willing to stand against allurement until he told me what he wished from me. I was fully committed to what was happening and prepped to prove it, even as he poured lubricant all over my nude figure to purify it. I got more revved on than before, but I claimed it was because of how titillating it was to conform The Brotherhood, and not because of how great the president's hands perceived on me. When I said that, he explained we had to consecrate my whole figure to the cause. That was what I was waiting for. I had the honor to have the president's meatpipe inwards me as he ravaged my shitpipe and nothing would ever sense as great as that moment. He even permitted me to kneel and get a taste of it as I looked him in the eyes. The president's jism is what keeps The Brotherhood together, and now I was a part of it.