Sister Beverly

As the door slowly opens, you make out the distinct dark outline of Sister Beverly's habit against the light from the hallway. Master begins facefucking you again as the embarrassed nun steps into the room and quietly closes the door behind her.

Master doesn't slow down his cock at all as he looks over to your new guest and asks "Sister would you please lock the door as well?" With his rod repeatedly sliding in and out of your throat, you can't turn your head to see if Sister Beverly is doing as he says, but you soon hear the quiet click of the latch turning, followed by the shuffling steps of the nun making her way to the bed. Master pulls his cock out of your mouth with an exaggerated groan. You let your mouth hang open and stick your tongue out, letting a thick string of saliva and precum trail between your tongue and Master's tip.

When it breaks, you finally turn your hed to get a good look at Sister Beverly. Her hands are pressed awkwardly between her legs, trying futilely to get some sort of stimulation through the thick layers of her robes. Her cheeks are bright red, and her eyes are completely fixated on Master's throbbing cock.

"Well, Sister Beverly, what brings you here?" Master asks with a twinge of smugness in his voice. "Did you want to have your own firsthand taste of goblin culture?"

"I, uh..." she stammers. Indecision is written all over her face.