Priest Ryan Driller's chilling in his office when distressed Melissa Stratton bursts in slamming a steamy porn mag right on his desk She found the damn thing stashed in her house and freaks out about it poisoning her family's minds Ryan plays the calm holy guy talks her down a tch and she bolts to hash it out with her folks straight away Door clicks shut and bam Ryan's curiosity kicks in like a sly devil on his shoulder. 'Better know the enemy,' he thinks flipping through those glossy pages packed with all sorts of filthy fun Next thing you know his cock's twitching rock hard from the sights He can't resist hand dives into his pants stroking that shaft with urgent pumps chasing the forbidden rush Right in the thick of it fist flying breaths ragged Melissa swings back in to snag her mag Busted Ryan's face goes beet red caught mid jerk with his holy robes hiked up Melissa's eyes bulge in horror if this junk can corrupt a man of God what's it doing to everyone else But Ryan's the community's rock she can't let him slip With a wicked glint she lays it on thick the only way to purge this devil is to fuck it out And damn if she doesn't convince him pulling him into a steamy tangle of limbs and moans to exorcise every last sinful drop.