Sister Mary

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Corruption of a nun
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God, please help me!
Your servant is lost...
Dirty thoughts
Floating in my messy brain
When he looks me in the eye.
I feel my insides burn
Get warmer, wetter
I lost control.
Oh, God, what's happening?
Why am I feeling like this?

He keeps staring at her,
Calm, strong. He knows the game,
He knows what to do.
He wants to melt her,
Break her mind,
Corrupt her fragile soul.

I want to go away, but I can't.
Filthy visions of his huge member
Filling my wicked... pussy
Making me.... cum!
Can't have these evil thoughts.
I'm married to the Lord,
But it's too much...
Ooooooh...

He approaches her
She's like clay in his hands
He whispers something
To her ear. She will obey
Her newfound Master.

And then they walk the night
Sister Mary
Gives up to the dark side
She finds herself
Craving the touch of the mysterious man

The air is heavy with
The scent of sex and sin
She can no longer resist
The pull of darkness.
Her face flushes
With excitement and lust.

Sister Mary begins
To suck his cock
She still wears her full nun attire
She takes off her white bonnet
Tosses it aside, revealing her long,
Flowing locks of hair
Wild and unkempt.

He slowly removes her old black habit,
Her underwear, gone
Her useless cross necklace
Shines in the dark,
The last spark
Of a dying fire...

Exposing her dripping wet pussy
To her devilish Master.
On a table in the center of the room
Spreading her legs, wider
To reveal her
Soaking, wet
Cunt.

The devil holds her hips
Firmly, he wants her to
Take all of his thick cock
Deeper and deeper...

He controls every movement
Her body like a playground.
His powerful thrusts drove deep
Flling her womb with his huge,
Throbbing meat.

A cry echoes throughout the room
Her face contorted in ecstasy
Ocean waves of pleasure
Wash her mind away, for good.

Her once pure heart was tainted
Her virtue now dissolved
Giving in to the obscure desires
Of the evil man.

His pulsing member explodes:
A thunderous burst of hot cum
Painting her slutty face,
Flowing down her cheeks.

He marked her forever
With his essence,
Claiming her soul
As his own.

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