Of course!

Pardoo's holy underwear starts to unravel before Ursula's hungry eyes.

"Oh no! Nonononononono!" Pardoo blubbers as he feels the soft, breezy fabric start to unweave itself. He doesn't know what to do, and that indecisiveness means Ursula will get a great view of Pardoo's precious package getting unwrapped.

The naughty nun's heart pounds away in her ample chest as her breathing grows quicker and quicker. She licks her lips and squats down, taking this opportunity to get an even closer look at Pardoo's strong, stiff sword as it stirs to life beneath the last little scrap of fabric.

"S-stop that!" Pardoo begs as his boxers, are reduced to little more than a waistband and a thin piece of cloth dropped over his rock-hard cock. "P-please d-don't look!"

But the nun can't help but let loose a lustily moan as Pardoo's waistband snaps and dissolves, leaving just a tiny scrap of fabric over that divine dick.

Thank you Geod! Ursula utters up a silent prayer as the base of Pardoo's thick, impressive shaft comes into view.

The paladin lets out a soft, needy moan as Ursula's hot, wet breath blows across his twitching cock.

All that remains now is a tiny inch of cloth on the head of his cock, with a shamefully damp dot in the middle of it.

"F-forgive me Geod!" Pardoo whimpers.

But his pleas go unanswered as Ursula purses her lips, puffs up her cheeks, and blows the last little scrap of his modesty away, and revealing his glorious, hard, large cock to the world.

The nun's eyes go wide as her mouth waters. Pardoo's eyes are glassy, his breathing is shallow, and his bare, beautiful muscles glisten in the light.

The mighty, brave, armor-clad warrior has been utterly destroyed. In his place is a trembling, horny, moaning, naked man.

And he's all mine! Ursula thinks as she feels her juices dribble down her legs.