The night had finally come—a secret ritual where three nuns would share one man. The air inside the candlelit room was heavy with lust, their eyes burning with unholy desire.<br><br>They descended on me like starving lovers—soft lips tracing every inch of my body, tongues teasing my skin, and eager mouths worshiping my hard cock. One straddled my face, grinding against my lips as I tasted her sweetness, while another rode me in a feverish cowgirl rhythm, moaning with every thrust. The third joined in, pressing behind her, sliding into her tight ass as their cries tangled together in sinful harmony.<br><br>When they had drained me completely, my seed taken as their offering, the ritual seemed complete. But then, out of the shadows, Florence appeared—her eyes fierce, her hands working quickly to free me from my bonds. Without a word, she led me into the moonlit forest.<br><br>There, far from the monastery’s walls, we gave in to our own hunger. Florence’s body trembled with need, her lust

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