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“Shhhh. Keep quiet. There are other people in the building!” Elder Hardt said, without stopping. He was quiet as he quickly buried the length of his dick with deep long strokes. Elder Harward clearly was holding back, having to concentrate to not let his quiet whimpers become ecstatic screams of pleasure. “Did you lock the door?” Elder Harward managed to get out, between thrusts. “Yes,” Elder Hardt answered with a reassuring smile while continuing to pound Elder Harward’s backside. The two missionaries had spent the morning preparing a lesson for an upcoming stake fireside. At noon they took a break to meet an investigator at the Stake Center. But the investigator wasn’t there when they arrived, so they decided to wait in the high priest’s meeting room and continue with their lesson prep.
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