The gardener

You slip up behind the kneeling nun and grap her from behind smothering her scream with your hand. Your other hand grabs her collar and rips her habit open revealing her firm, young breasts. In one swift motion you spin her around bringing her eyes to yours, she is trembling but your will soon slips over her stilling her mind and body.

You lower her to her knees and soon her lips part all on their own with lust, she knows what you want and a part of her wants it also. You bring her engorged member free and her mouth slids over it engulfting it in a warmth and sensation that was simply amazing. Her head bobs away as her hands slip into your pants caressing your balls and another sneak behind you needing your buttocks.

Soon enough she is draining you of spunk and drinking it like it was her sacrement, you smirk at that thought considering soon enough it will be her new sacrement in truth. Now you ponder what you will do with her next before you fulfill your bloodlust with her.