The ritual continues

Magdra continues to rub herself all over Hilda's body and soon both women are moaning in pleasure.

The physical sensations of the oil and the skinship mix with the mental stimulation of doing something that seems so naughty but is supposedly so pure is pushing both women to the edge.

"I can feel the sin flowing out of you!" The nun moans as her hard clit scrapes against Hilda. "Let it out. Let it all out!"

"I... I'm a naughty girl! A bad girl!" The knight whimpers and moans as she desperately tries to keep from moving her hands. She desperately wants to grab those magnificent breasts bouncing in front of her, or to start playing with her own leaky pussy, but she's afraid of what the nun will do if she does.

Sally looks on, panting in need as she watches her idol and love debase herself yet again. She has no compunction against touching herself, and has already started sneaking a few diddles while the others are distracted.

"Turn over, you wicked, wanton sinner," Magdra moans as she stands up on wobbly legs. "We need to purify that caboose of yours!"

Hilda complies without protest, switching to a doggy position as she sensually sways her ass back and forth, her love juices dribbling out of her engorged cunny and running down her meaty thighs.

"Yes..." Magdra moans as she leans over to grab more oil. "Lots of sin there..."

Sally blushes and quickly moves her hand from her own slit, hoping the nun didn't see her.

Hilda mewls submissively as she awaits the nun's further 'punishment.'