Keep making the nun fuck you
From Create Your Own Story
You gently guide another of her fingers inside you. You spread your thighs and begin pumping yourself onto her fingers. She doesn't fight it, but her left hand is stubbornly remaining on her lap.
You toss your head and sneak a glance up at her. She's looking down at you in wonder. Gotta sell this. Make her want it. You bring your heels together and slide them towards your pulsing bush. Your knees are flat on the floor, spreading you to the utmost. You caress your flank with your free hand and arch as much as you can. The strain and the confined space have the desired effect- you are soon dripping with sweat.
The heat is pouring out of you, and you feel drops of her sweat fall from her flushed face and onto your stomach. She's clearly roasting under her habit, and her eyes are practically shouting her desire, but she's still passive. Her right hand follows your lead inside you, and her left hand is...
Yes! She's rubbing her thigh. You drag your hand suggestively up your side and into your open mouth. You don't even have to play at breathing hard- this is work - and watching the lust bloom in her eyes is driving you to new heights of ecstasy.
You risk it. You release her hand and grab at your jutting breast. She withdraws her fingers, but as soon as she sees you go slack she puts them back in. You rock yourself up, impaling your cunt on her fingers and groan louder. She begins pumping them into you and you work against each other until you've lured her in good.
You grab for her thigh and find she's raised her habit up to her waist. Her left hand is busily working its way behind the waistband of her slacks. There we go...
You grab her habit and tug insistently. She gets the message. She pulls your hand back to your pussy, then stands and begins to strip. Holy Mary, mother of God...
The sight of her peeling her clothes off is enough to make you forget the need between you legs. She strips off the habit and slacks, then whips off a light tee shirt to reveal an amazing pair of breasts leaking over the top of an outrageously inadequate Lycra bra. It's gone before you can savor it. Then she's back inside you. You have a bad angle on her pussy, so you grab one of her breasts and hang on for dear life. She's pumping herself while she works inside you with three fingers. If she's feeling half as good as you are right now, she's about to lose it.
You wrap your hand around the bulk of her breast and use it like a handle, pulling her to you. Her hand shifts to your chest and you roll the two of you on your sides. You jam two fingers into her slit and tease your way upwards until she's a panting wreck. She covers your mouth with hers and sucks on your tongue.
You're both slick with sweat, fingering each other with a vengeance, tugging, sucking-
She cums before you, but he sight of her - the triumphant ecstasy on her face - sets you off like nothing before. You cling to each other, pounding each other's backs as the waves surge through you. You smother her scream with your mouth, and she fingers you until you cum again, harder. Much harder.
You fall back in wonder at this woman. She returns your fractured smile for a moment, then falls asleep.
Do you:
| You are possessing: |
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| Young-Looking, Pretty Mother |
