The two of you continue to mate

You fornicated with a nun, a woman who has promised servitude to Him, but if she gets pregnant, you know that she is the type who is willing to birth a child out of wedlock, and then raise the child with religious values.

"I enjoy our intercourse," you say.

"Same," she says.

Soon, you're in the mood again and enter Sara again, the entry made easier by your mixed juices. With Sara reciprocating, you spend what almost feel an hour stretching her pussy with your cock, pace never slackening, just a steady rhythm, each thrust making her groan and moan.

This time you last longer than before. And this time, you're going to cum deeper than before, increasing the chance of her getting pregnant. You should have found that thought upsetting, But you're enjoying your fuck, helped by the experienced woman who knows what she is doing. Of course she deserves to get filled with your seeds again. And of course that increases the chance of her getting pregnant. That is a natural thing to happen in the world. At that moment, you couldn't imagine not wanting this woman to get pregnant.

Again, the rational part of your mind caution you. You're already risking causing future succession problem. It is bad, it is wrong. Strangely, you don't care. You imagine Sara's belly swelling up with your baby. That causes you to be in a trance as you keep fucking the mature nun again and again, bringing her to another orgasm. But you keep fucking her, instinctually seeking to prepare to flood her womb again.

Eventually, you grab Sara's hips and thrust into her harder. "I'm going to cum again."

"Do it." Sara growls at him through gritted teeth. "You want me to get pregnant? Cum for me. Deep inside me."

"Aren't you afraid of what the people will say?"

"Why? Other people will be ashamed, but not me," Sara pants before kissing you. "But I wouldn't feel an ounce of shame. I'd brag to the whole world you fucked me so well that you deserve to have me pregnant with your bastard."

The sensation of the fucking and her scandalous words are too much for you. As you cry out, you thrust one more time into her and exploded, shooting jet after jet of seeds into her womb one more time.

"Oh Gooood!" Sara moans as she follows you in the throes of passion.

As you continue to cum inside her, you idly think about what Sara is saying. The thought that you're contributing to the birth of another believer of God feels strangely wicked but good at the same time.

After the euphoria has washed away, the two of you drop down from exhaustion and sleep, only to wake up and then fuck some more before finally falling asleep until morning.