It’s so salty... so hard... and so, so delicious... Oh no... I’m starting to like it. The sheer size of it... It’s so big I can’t even grip it with my hand... The heat it radiated, the way it twitched against her lips, made her whole body tremble with forbidden hunger.
And the thought that people might see — sucking his vulgar, sinful hero’s cock — God, please forgive , for I have sinned... But the heat is rising in my sacred treasure... My virginity might not be able to last much longer... And it’s all his fault...
A soft, trembling moan escaped her lips, involuntary, shaful.
"Mmm~"
The sound slipped free in a hot, shuddering breath against the thick, throbbing shaft. It vibrated across the sensitive skin, sending a low, hungry pulse up Sylvaris’s body.
The moan hit the room like a physical blow. Even Sylvaris paused, golden eyes narrowing with amusent and dark hunger.
Neither he nor the girls had expected it — the proud, cold nun — now moaning around his cock, tears streaming down her face, yet savoring his taste like a starving soul finding salvation.
Faylira laughed darkly, her fox tails flicking excitedly behind her.
"Oh?!" she purred, her voice thick with wicked glee. "Aren’t you enjoying yourself way too much, holy sister?"
The air was already thick with the heavy scent of arousal, sweat, and musk, and now it grew hotter, heavier, almost oppressive. Every shaky breath Lilith took was filled with the taste and sll of him.
Her tongue, supposed to be stiff with denial, instead pressed eagerly against the thick veins along the shaft, savoring every salty, throbbing pulse.
Her eyes watered, but her body trembled in traitorous need. I’m sorry, Holy Father...
Faylira leaned closer, her voice dropping to a sultry, mocking whisper. "I think it’s ti to see just how much you enjoy really taking him in—!"
Without warning, she shoved the nun’s head forward, a sharp push that made Lilith yelp against the thick cock.
"Mmph!"
What is she doing?! Lilith panicked, her heart hamring wildly in her chest, but her tongue didn’t resist.
It moved on its own, sliding eagerly across the searing heat of his cock, as if her body knew what her mind was too afraid to admit.
Her mouth stretched wide, almost painfully so, the corners of her lips cracking slightly as the thick penis forced its way deeper.
The massive, swollen tip slamd into the back of her mouth with a heavy, wet—GLRKK —her throat spasming violently, struggling to take even the tip.
Saliva exploded from the sides of her stretched mouth, the wet, ssy noises growing louder—GLRK— MMGH— SLRRRP—!
Her entire body jolted at the impact, shoulders trembling, thighs pressing tightly together as a soft whimper broke free from her stuffed throat. He’s too big for ... It hurts too much... It feels like his size alone could break my jaw...!
How is it even possible for a human to have a monster so big hidden in his pants?! This cannot be the will of the gods... can it? She questioned herself frantically, heart pounding in terror and twisted excitent.
Is this my trial...?
And then, even as her eyes blurred with fresh tears, her soul whispered the truth she tried so desperately to deny: I want more of him... I will do the best job I can... anything... just to make him accept ...
Her pink eyes burned with newfound, feverish lust.
The sounds of her struggle filled the room — wet gags, desperate little moans, the obscene, sticky friction of her mouth working helplessly against the brutal girth.
Sylvaris’s cock throbbed heavier, leaking more pre-cum onto her tongue, a salty, scalding reward for her sha.
"Shit..." Sylvaris muttered under his breath, a lazy smirk tugging at his lips. Her mouth’s trying to swallow whole... and this is her first ti? Is she even a real nun?
His cock throbbed heavily inside her stretched, trembling mouth, sending a deep, almost predatory satisfaction crawling up his spine. Each twist of her tongue around him chipped away at his control, the hatred he once held for Lilith fading with every desperate, sinful stroke.
"Fuck, your mouth feels so good..." he grunted low, his voice rough with rising hunger.
His hand moved to her head, fingers tangling with Faylira’s, who was already commanding the nun’s movents with cruel precision.
Lilith gagged hard around him, her throat convulsing in desperate spasms, and the sheer wet, vibrating friction sent another wave of savage pleasure through him—GLK— MMRGH— SLRPP~
The obscene, sloppy noises of her helpless struggle filled the thick, humid air — mixed with the lewd slap of drool and spit dripping endlessly down her chin.
Beside him, Liraeth moved swiftly, her silver hair slipping forward like a shimring veil of moonlight.
She reached down without hesitation, grabbing Lilith’s hood and yanking it off completely, exposing the wild, tangled mass of golden hair trapped underneath.
It spilled down around Lilith’s ruined face like a broken halo.
The holy hood had been ripped away completely now — leaving Lilith exposed to the world, no longer a saint, no longer a sister... but just a simple girl, helpless and eager, worshiping cock like it was the only salvation she had left.
With practiced, almost chanical cruelty, Faylira twisted the flowing strands into a tight knot around her hand, gaining complete control over the trembling girl’s head.
Lilith whimpered softly against the cock filling her mouth—"Mmmgh—! Mmnn—!"—the pitiful noises vibrating beautifully against Sylvaris’s throbbing shaft.
"Liraeth, help out here," Faylira said, flashing Sylvaris a sultry, wicked smile full of dark devotion.
Her erald eyes glead like a fox that had cornered its prey.
"I want to see just how far we can break this nun."
She turned her gaze back to Liraeth, voice dropping into a savage, almost giddy whisper:
"Play with master’s balls — make him feel even better. And watch her closely... if she scratches him with her teeth..." Faylira’s lips curled into a dangerous smile. "Slap the shit out of her."
Liraeth’s answering grin was pure cruelty, her purple eyes shimring with barely restrained excitent.
There was sothing terrifying in these won — sothing that woke up the mont Sylvaris pulled his cock free.
Like an intoxicating drug had slipped into their blood, making them forget reason, forget morality, leaving only raw, primal, feral worship behind.
Faylira always seed even wilder, more untad, like a true fox in heat, reveling in the chaos she helped unleash.
And tonight...
...tonight, they were going to break this holy sister completely.
Lilith gagged violently as the massive cock head forced its way deeper into her mouth again—GLRK— GLRRP— SLK~~
Her entire throat convulsed violently, as if rejecting salvation — and yet her tongue fluttered eagerly, begging for more.
Sticky, wet, humiliating sounds filled the room, louder now, almost obscene —the noise of spit bubbling, throat convulsing, soft flesh struggling to take the brutal, rciless girth.
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