Let the President Release Your Cum, and Relieve Yourself From Impurity

My mind was clouded with temptation and sinful thoughts. I couldn't stop thinking about fucking, all the time. My dick was always hard around everyone from the Brotherhood, but I needed to be a part of The Order. My body craved it, needed it, but it was also begging me for cock, and I couldn't give it both. Or at least that's what I thought. When the Mission President conducted my worthiness interview, he could see my struggle and told me he would relieve me from impurity. That's when he took off my sacred garments and asked me to kneel in front of him before taking his dick out, right in front of my face. I took a risk and got a taste. He wanted me to suck it. Who was I to question the President's orders? Did he have to release my cum to get rid of my impurities? Nothing was stopping me from finding that out.