I heard the screams that could have been those of a man tormented by his deepest mistakes.

The marks of worldly perversions stained her chest. The sperm of a forbidden man, as she had confessed in a husky, sensual voice.

She had a youthful smile, over twenty, newly married. Proudly showed off her chin and breasts marked by a orgasm.

The cream dripped from her nipple, a thick white drop hanging like a jewel.

A sculpture in flesh and cum.

“What now, Father?”

“Go home and sin no more, my child.”