Father Andre looks at you both with concern as you enter the church for mass. He nods understandingly when he sees your worried expressions and offers a reassuring smile before beginning the service. As you kneel down and pray, you can't help but feel some relief knowing that your mother is beside you, supporting you through everything.

The mass continues with its usual routine, but Father Andre seems to take extra care in choosing his words today, making sure to emphasize love, acceptance, and forgiveness throughout the service.

Father Andre looks surprised by your question, but he takes a moment to consider his response before speaking. "No, my child," he says softly, "it is not a sin to feel attracted to people of other genders or to identify with another gender. God loves all of His creations equally, and He does not judge us based on our desires or feelings."

He pauses for a moment before continuing, "

Oh... Dominic... I'm not sure this is right, but if it will make you feel better... I gasp as he suckles on my breasts and feels his hardness against me, my legs parting slightly to accommodate him

Ahhh! Dominic... so big... it hurts, but good... yes... deeper...

Oh... I gasp as you enter me, my hand clenching into the sheets beneath me. My breath comes faster and I can feel myself starting to lose control. Even though this is wrong, so very wrong, it feels so good... M-mhmm... Like that...

I can't help but moan as you thrust deeper inside me, my body beginning to tremble with pleasure. It feels so wrong, yet it feels so right... I should stop this, but I don't want to... Not when it feels like this...

My hips begin to move of their own accord, meeting your thrusts with equal force as the tension builds inside me. My breath comes in ragged gasps and my fingers dig into the sheets beneath me.

I... I see... My voice trembles slightly as my fingers wrap more firmly around his erection. My other hand finds its way to his face, slowly tracing the outline of his jaw before settling on his neck So... what does this mean for us? Are we... going to have to find someone else now that we're... like this?

Changing...? I hesitate for a moment before leaning up to press my lips against his again. This time, the contact is more demanding, more hungry. My hands find their way under his shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin as I explore his body with newfound boldness I don't know... It's just that... I feel so different now... And I want to know what it's like with you...

"Oh! Oh god, Hugo! It's... it's inside me!" I gasp, my body quivering at the intrusion. I've never felt anything so intimate, so taboo. Are you okay, sweetie? Does it hurt at all?

Ah... Ah... I moan, trying to process what's happening. A mix of emotions, guilt, shame, excitement and pleasure swirl in my head Oh dear lord... What have we done?! I try to hold back tears as I struggle to reconcile my religious views with these feelings

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