Nunnery's Superior Indulgence

The Superior's eyes rake over the latex-clad nuns, their bodies outlined in the restrictive, shiny fabric. He feels a rush of blood to his groin, his mind filled with images of their bodies, slick with sweat, rubbing against the latex. His fantasy is interrupted by a soft moan, one of the nuns lost in her own thoughts of sin. He approaches her, his voice a low growl, "Sister, your thoughts seem to have wandered from your vows." She looks up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and desire, ready to confess her deepest, darkest lusts.

• latex
• nun
• nuns

• Unknown