The Nun - Lustfull Sinner

I had slipped into something unusual that night—tight black fabric hugging my curves, a playful nod to something a little... secret. He laughed at first, thought it was just for fun. But once I dropped to my knees and wrapped my lips around him, he realized I was in full control. My mouth was wet and eager, taking him deep, moaning softly with each sloppy stroke. His breath hitched, his hands tangled in my hair. I could feel how badly he wanted more. So I gave it to him. I bent over, ass high, and let him take me from behind—first on the couch, then up on my feet, pressed against the wall. His thrusts grew harder, deeper, until I couldn't hold back anymore and squirted all over him. But I wasn't done. I climbed on top, straddling him, grinding my hips in slow circles. My fingers played with my soaked clit while he filled me again and again. When he came, it was messy, hot, and exactly what I'd wanted from the moment I walked in.