Yes, fuck the mature nun

After the long foreplay, you have warmed Sara enough and get her wet and ready for your cock. At your approaching action, Sara spreads her legs, welcoming your eager and hard cock into her pussy. You place the head at the entrance and slid into her until your pubic bone is presse against hers, your balls resting on her ass, and your cock head is pushing against the entrance of her womb. "You're so tight."

"It's been a while," she whispers.

"I hope it's bigger than your husband's," you say cheekily.

"And larger too," she says.

"There's barely anything leftover. You did such a good job taking my cock."

"Stop being patronizing and start fucking me," Sara says with slight irritation but without any real malice. "Fuck me," she repeats, with more emotion and raw need.

You kiss her. Then you start moving, as Sara wraps her arms around your shoulder, trying to hold you closer. The two of you begin the rhythmic thrusting of the mating act. You push and pull your cock in and out of Sara's pussy as she moves to match your movement with her experience ensuring mutual pleasure while prolonging the act.

It is a continuous feeling of pleasurable intensity, in and out and in again, and as the warmth of the mature pussy engulfing, hugging you, is all what matters. Meanwhile, unbidden, her feet find their way behind your knees as she wraps her legs around you. With more leverage, she st pulls you against her with her tights, even as she lifts her hips to meet each one of your thrusts. She is urging you on, wordlessly telling you to move harder and faster. Meanwhile, she presses down over her sensitive nub, doubling the pleasure for her.

Hips pumping even faster, you fill the Sara's once lonely void thrust after thrust.

Meanwhile, you come to a realization that you're going to cum inside the woman beneath you. Once that happens, there is a chance that she will be pregnant with your bastard. That thought should have upsetting, and you should have panicked and put a stop to it. But instead you feel a warm wave of acceptance, that this is what will eventually come to, when a man and woman mate. At that moment, you can't imagine denying seeding the woman's womb to make her pregnant.

Again, the rational part of your mind cautioned you. It wouldn't bode well for you to father a child out of wedlock, not when you're on your journey to meet your candidate wife. But at the same time, you can imagine Sara's belly beginning to swell with your baby, one of not her husband's. "I'm going to cum."

"Don't stop," Sara moans. "Don't stop."

You feel the balls are churning, at the cusp of releasing your seeds.