Sacrilege in the Confessional

The crypt is cold, but the air between them is charged with lust. The monk, his robe open, his cock hard and ready, watches as the nun, her habit discarded, dances for him. Her body, bathed in the soft glow of the candles, is a temple of sin. She turns, bending over, her ass in the air, her pussy wet and inviting. He falls to his knees, his tongue lapping at her, tasting her, his fingers plunging into her depth. She moans, her body shaking with pleasure, her sin complete.

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