Sister Asía's prayers echo through the empty church, her voice heavy with guilt and desire. She's been touched by the devil, she believes, for thoughts of her brother's cock consume her. She's seen it, hard and ready, through his clothes, and she can't resist the urge to touch herself, her fingers finding her wet slit under her habit. She's a sinner, she knows, but she can't stop. She wants to be filled, to be fucked, by her brother, by any cock that will take her. She prays for forgiveness, but her body craves sin.