They become better acquainted with the matron

The heavy door leading into the church groans shut behind the two bare beauties, making each of them jump in fright.

"Now then," the nun says as she turns around to look at girls. "I am Mother Magdra, the matron of this church."

Magdra's nunly theoretically modest robe did little to conceal her body, or at least its shape.

She was curvaceous woman, with an impressive hour glass figure. Her breasts were magnificently large and inexplicably perky, and her ass was truly a divine sight to behold.

"P-pleased to meet you," Hilda mumbles with a deep blush.

"Y-yeah..." Sally echoes.

"It's been so long since we had any penitents come to our church," the nun says with a sigh. "But I am glad Geod chose to bless us with your presence."

"Geod?" Hilda blinks.

Aren't they that church in the south that recently... oh my...

"I-I..." Hilda starts to stammer as her heart beats a little faster.

"Yes, blessed be Geod!" Sally says, trying to cover for poor Hilda despite not knowing anything about this particular religion.

Sally had always been more of a go-to-the-feast-twice-a-year kind of gal, and wasn't particularly educated on the more theological side of learning.

"Indeed," Magdra sighs as she looks dreamily up towards a stained glass window that Sally wrongly assumes is a representation of the nun's lord.

Hilda nervously looks towards the exit, trying to think of some excuse to get her and Sally out of here, but her mind is drawing a blank.

"Now then, let us begin the purification ritual..." Magdra says as she lays a hand on each of the two nudie cuties' shoulders.