Just when I was ready to leave the mysterious monastery, my truck suddenly refused to start. It was strange—almost like fate didn’t want me to go. I noticed a few strange items left behind in the truck, but brushed it off and stepped outside. That’s when I met Mother Superior Marianne—and let me tell you, she looked nothing like a nun. With curves to die for and an aura more fitting for an adult film star, she greeted me with a sultry smile and offered to show me around. Inside, I was introduced to Sister Helga, who looked like she’d just finished something… intense. Her flushed cheeks and breathless look said more than words ever could.
Later that day, while settling into my small room, I discovered a lighter under my bed. Knowing Marianne was a smoker, I offered it to her. She was clearly pleased—and her way of saying thanks? Dropping to her knees and giving me a deep, wet blowjob that quickly escalated into a full-blown sex session. She rode me, bent over, straddled me—every sinful position you can imagine. In the end, we both came hard, her moans echoing off the stone walls of my tiny room. Looks like being stuck here wasn’t so bad after all.
