❤ Give Rosary her first creampie

{if Master = True}You knew this hesitation of Rosary's, the inevitable outcome of a life of celibacy and her own meek personality. Has her lover, you knew it was your responsibility to break her of this ****. You once again needed to take her over the threshold, for both of you. You increased the speed of your movement, coming to climax.{elseif Servant = True}You wanted to do exactly as she asked of you, but in this case, you didn't think she was demanding you to pull out. What she really wanted was clarity on the proper way to go forward. You judged that to be to stay the course, and instead of pulling out, you picked up speed.{elseif Chivalry = True}You understood Rosary's hesitance and her meekness was as charming as ever. However, if true love was what the two of you had, then there was no reason not to celebrate it by fully consummating your vows to one another. You gently ran one hand down her cheek to catch her tears of uncertainty, then placed the hand back upon her hips, keeping up the pace inside of her.{elseif Lady's Man}You'd seen hesitance like Rosary's before, but as someone who'd done this with many women before-- and now had a Geod-given reason to do this with her-- you knew she had nothing to fear. You signaled your intentions by increasing the speed of your thrusts, coming closer and closer to the climax.{elseif Freak = True}Her half-protest turned you on all the more. You were determined not just to give the timid nun her first creampie, but also, to give her one of the best she'd ever had, to begin her long path to corruption and the love of sex. You began slamming her from behind even harder, while slapping her ass with one hand.{elseif Duty-Bound = True}You could perfectly understand her hesitation, but what Geod commanded of you was no less than to sire a destined hero into the world. You couldn't accomplish that spilling your seed outside of her. You stayed locked in, hugging tightly to her hips as you began to climax.{else}You wanted to do exactly as she asked of you, but in this case, you didn't think she was demanding you to pull out. What she really wanted was clarity on the proper way to go forward. You judged that to be to stay the course, and instead of pulling out, you picked up speed.{endif}

The sister clasped her rosary in both hands, held beneath her chin, and began to say a harried prayer. "Oh Father, Geod, hallo--oh! Hallowed be thy name! In you grace, please grant me Geodsight to know if this is your will! Oh! Mmmmmm, Father!" she cried noisily, as your pelvis rammed into her rear end over and over, interrupting her at each breath. She dropped her hands again, clenching onto the sides of her bedroll, which shifted underneath her with each slap. "Ah! Sir Lavender! This feels so sinful, so lustful! Can such pleasure truly be a calling from Geod?!"

No Geodsight came to her-- her eyes were open wide, but they were their usual color with no added glow. Her big lips were parted into an indignant "O" as she felt you begin to gush inside of her, your hands holding tightly onto either side of her bottom to hold her in place while every drop poured in. Her eyebrows twitched in dumbfounded stupor and a long "Ooooooooooh!" escaped her throat. You aimed to make her first creampie among the most fulfilling she could experience, sticking inside until the very moment you felt your cock lose its rigidity.

The woman fell forward on her stomach as you let go of her, ending with the rosary laying discarded beneath her on the bedroll. A bit of your cum poured out from her hole onto the mat. "Ah... b-becoming a wife... and a m-m-mother to the hero of legend... I thought it was meant to be a trial, but..." Rosary babbled, wearing a confused smile upon her face. A thin trail of drool began to escape one corner of her mouth. "But isn't it more like a b-blessing? It feels so good... so warm... holy, even..."

You smiled at her as you approached from the front, grabbing a kerchief from your pants pocket to wipe up the drool and tears staining her face. Her face was damp with sweat, with her golden hair matted springing in random directions instead of its usual rolls. Between that and her missing robe, her dark flesh sticky with sweat, she was barely recognizable as the party's modest healer.

"I... I must think upon this and pray, Squire Lavender..." she spoke between ragged breaths. "And... And in the future... I would very much appreciate it if you would visit me again. I-I know you have a duty to all of the saintesses, but... Please do not neglect me." The neediness in her voice was evident. By taking her in this way, you'd increased her faith in you and your task all the more.