โAw, but they feel so nice! Ah, well. Fiiiine.โ
Releasing Double's breasts from her grasp, the lycanthrope's hands slide lower, just until she can bring her arms to the woman's waist.
โIt's not exactly a hobby of mine to go around groping and humping nuns, if that's what++
++she briefly ruminates on her own words, before adding,
โWell, aside from that pretty face, and incredible body of yours. ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด sort of a given.โ
Still, she shows no signs of fear. If she does feel even the slightest disconcertedness she does a good job of hiding it.++
++attention to them. Still, there she remained; though her hands had ceased their groping, they still firmly gripped the other's breasts, and the bestial tool still resting against her, twitching.
โAnd. . .how can I not be curious about a ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ช๐ป๐ฆ.โ
Of course, Kiara had an idea, but, as far as she was concerned, if the shoe fits, then.
โHa! Just tolerable, huh? I'll take that as a standing ovation by your standards.โ
There came a pause from the brunette's actions as Agatha repeated herself โ a pause which only further++
โ
โOh, oh, touchรฉ.โ Of course, one would think that if Sister Agatha were an ordinary nun, but she acknowledged it.
At the risk of repeating herself, โitโs an unorthodox practice, Kiara. . .โ Her budded teat proceeded to lactate.
โMuch like yourself.โโ
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++prolonged itself at the mention of a prize.
โAh? Well, now you have me curious, twice over! Unorthodox, you say? In what way?โ
Though the sister's peculiar eyes were certainly noted, Kiara didn't seem the slightest bit bothered by them. Or, at least, she didn't call any++