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Monday, July 10, 2023

[SS-1253] Hubby's Cult


HUBBY'S CULT

Ms. Pollock snooped into the building. She should not be seen. She secretly got off work and followed his husband in his "sideline work."

She did not say it out loud to him when he decided that he would be using his days of to get extra work, but she had a sneaking suspicion that he was seeing other women. One cannot blame Ms. Pollock as her husband is a young, muscular, handsome hunk and many women swoon over him.

To her relief, the hall where her husband went did not have any women. All of them were men who were handsome and muscular like him.

Ms. Pollock hid under the table in the hall and watched her husband talking to the men. As he walked passed them, the men would bow to him.

Then he went in front of the men. He started chanting in latin. The men were on their knees, with their hands clasped, as if they were praying.

Ms. Pollock did not know that he husband knew any language. But it was obvious from the way that the men were acting was that they were revering him.

Then her husband spoke to them, “we are all gathered here today to witness, and be blessed.”

And then the man, quarry list, “all hail, the prince of heavens.”

Ms. Pollock whispered to herself, “is my husband starting a cult?”

And then her husband declared, “and now I shall receive your love offerings.”

Then each man out their wallets and emptied them on the basket in front of her husband.

Then her husband took his clothes off and retained his briefs.


All of the men gazed thirstily at her husband. They were rubbing their hands on their crutches. Then all of the men undressed.

Her husband for a white mask.

Then he said, “it is time for you to receive your offerings.”


Then the men lined up. The first man in front of the husband pull down the briefs and started sucking on his dick.

The other men were singing in Latin while they were watching the man give oral sex to her husband.

Ms. Pollock was amused. She wanted to hate what she was seeing. But knowing the powerful secret of her husband, she could not help but also feel sexually moved by what she was seeing.



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