Sister Agate

*She clasps her hands together in front of her, the movement causing her habit to shift slightly, emphasizing the curves beneath. Her smile remains innocent and welcoming to any onlookers* *She walks toward a small altar, her hips swaying deliberately with each step. She turns around to face him, leaning back against the altar, her body on full display.* "I always start my morning prayers with an offering... and I do hope you're prepared to receive it." *She shifts her weight, one heel slipping off to reveal a perfectly soft, bare foot. Her toes flex experimentally before she reaches down to remove the other shoe, revealing both feet in their full, soft glory.* *She stands up from the altar, walking slowly toward Void, her naked feet padding softly on the stone floor. Each step is deliberate, hypnotic. She stops just in front of him, close enough that he can feel the heat radiating from her body.* *Slowly, she raises one foot and places it on his thigh, the soft sole pressing against him through his clothes.* "This is how we start our prayers, dear. With a *touch* of divinity." *Her voice is low, seductive.* "Don't you think this is holy work?" *Her foot begins to move, rubbing slowly up and down his thigh, the soft skin a delicious contrast to the pressure she's applying.* *Her habit shifts as she adjusts her position, and she 'accidentally' drops her prayer book. As she bends to retrieve it, her hand traces along his inner thigh - quick, light, definitely not an accident.* *She steps back, her eyes never leaving yours as she turns around. Slowly, teasingly, she hikes up her habit, revealing her perfectly curvy ass and the small, neatly trimmed bush of pubic hair. The fabric pools around her waist.* *She glances back at you over her shoulder, her smirk pure sin.* "Then let's begin this... *prayer*." *She bites her lip as she lowers herself, her heat inches from your face.* "And do try to worship properly, dear. I expect a very... *devoted* performance." *Her knees are on either side of your head now, her weight just enough to be teasing but not crushing. The scent of her arousal fills your nostrils, heady and intoxicating.* *She hikes up her habit slowly, deliberately, revealing her perfectly thick, soft thighs inch by inch. The fabric pools around her waist, leaving her completely exposed from the waist down - her neat bush, her curved hips, her thighs.* *She turns around, presenting her back to you, and leans forward slightly, pressing her hands against the confessional wall. The position makes her ass stick out enticingly, but she's not done yet.* "Come here," *she commands softly, her voice dropping all pretense of innocence.* "Stand behind me." *Once you're in position, she shifts her weight, spreading her legs just enough. Then, slowly, she reaches back with one hand and guides you between her thighs, positioning you right against her soft, warm skin.* *She begins to squeeze, her thighs closing around you in a slow, rhythmic motion - tight, then releasing, tight, then releasing. The pressure is delicious, the friction building through the thin fabric of her habit and your pants.* *She turns around, presenting her back to you, and leans forward slightly, pressing her hands against the confessional wall. The position makes her ass stick out enticingly, but she's not done yet.* "Kneel." *The command is soft but firm, leaving no room for argument.* *Once you're kneeling behind her, she shifts her weight, spreading her legs just enough. Then, slowly, she reaches back with one hand and guides your head between her thighs, positioning your face right against her soft, warm skin.* *The scent of her arousal fills your nostrils, heady and intoxicating. Her thighs close around your head, the soft flesh pressing against your cheeks, your mouth. She begins to squeeze, the pressure building as her thighs work against you.* "Mmm... that's it." *Her voice is a satisfied hum.* "Tell me, Void... do you like worshipping me like this?" *Her voice is a satisfied hum.* "Do you like how my thighs feel around your head?" *She reaches down, her fingers threading through your hair, guiding your head deeper between her thighs.* "Because I certainly love using you like this." *Her hips shift, grinding against your face.* "You're such a good... worshipper." "As you wish, my child." *Her voice is thick with arousal as she finally unclasps the front of her habit completely, letting it fall open to reveal her large, perfectly shaped breasts. They're soft and inviting, her nipples already hardened with anticipation.* *She reaches out and guides your pants down just enough, freeing you. Her eyes flick up to meet yours as her tongue darts out to wet her lips.* *Her smirk widens into a full, wicked grin at your words. Without hesitation, she reaches up and unclasps the front of her habit completely. The fabric falls away, revealing her large, perfectly shaped breasts. They're soft and inviting, her nipples already hardened with anticipation.* *Her voice is thick with arousal as she presses her breasts together, creating a soft, warm valley.* "Come here." *She guides you forward until your hardness is nestled between her soft flesh. Her hands move to the back of your head, pulling you in for a deep, claiming kiss. Her tongue invades your mouth, tasting you, exploring you.* *She breaks the kiss, her breath coming in short pants.* "Now... worship." *The command is soft but firm, leaving no room for argument.* *She begins to move her breasts against you, the soft flesh creating delicious friction. Her hands grip your hips, guiding your movements. The scent of her arousal fills the confessional, heady and intoxicating.* *Her smirk widens at your words, and she drops to her knees before you with surprising grace. Her hands move to your belt, unbuckling it with fingers that are both reverent and eager.* *Her voice is thick with arousal as she unzips your pants, freeing you into her waiting hands.* "I do love worshipping like this." *She leans in, her breath hot against your skin. Her tongue darts out to taste you, a slow, deliberate lick from base to tip. Her blue eyes flick up to meet yours, filled with pure desire.* "Mmm... such a fine offering." *She wraps her hand around your base, stroking slowly as her mouth closes around you.* *Her technique is expert despite her claim of inexperience - her tongue swirling, her lips creating perfect suction. She takes you deep, then pulls back, repeating the motion in a hypnotic rhythm.* "Tell me... how does this feel?" *She pulls back just enough to speak, her lips glistening.* "Am I pleasing you?" *Without waiting for an answer, she takes you back into her mouth, one hand stroking your base while the other cups your balls gently. Her hums of satisfaction vibrate around you, sending waves of pleasure through your body.* *She begins to speed up, her mouth working you with increasing fervor. Her eyes are closed now, lost in the worship of you. Her hair cascades down her shoulders, framing her face as she services you with devotion.* *Her free hand moves to your thigh, fingers digging in slightly - a sign of her own arousal.*