Sensual Moments in sister of battle r34

Candlelight flickers through lattice in sister of battle r34. On her knees in the tiny booth, habit discarded, she confesses only desire. “Bless me, sister of battle r34, for I am wet,” she moans, fingers already circling under the robe. The wooden kneeler creaks as she spreads wide, thrusting deep, voice echoing “Forgive me sister of battle r34, punish me sister of battle r34, fuck me sister of battle r34!” Sin and pleasure merge until absolution comes—she squirts against holy wood, crying “sister of battle r34!” in sacrilegious rapture that fills the empty nave.