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alternatus >> #16459442
Posted on 2023-11-03 05:27:53 Score: 0 (vote Up) ( Report comment )
Sister Iris often visited the graveyard adjacent to the church at inhuman hours. When questioned by the priest, she simply said that she wished to pay her respects. However, tonight was different. She had heard of rumors of the dead coming back to life and attacking women. After seeing one with her own eyes that nught, Iris took it upon herself to make sure that no woman in the town was ever victimized by one of those undead, which everyone called zombies. Every night, when everyone else was asleep, she would head to the graveyard in her full nun garb, but with a little surprise underneath. She had been servicing this zombie for quite a while, so she knew his preferences. She knew that he would only get hard at seeing women in nuns clothing. She knew he was into lacy white lingerie. She also knew that he liked when the woman did all the work for him. As the maggots from his rotting penis worked their way inside her vagina, she began starting to enjoy their little meetings. She began delicately licking off all the maggots from his penis, taking care to lubricate it with her saliva. And whenever he cummed inside, his thick, rotten, yellow cum filled with parasites and maggots, she would keep it in. She washed out only the outside, but never tried to get it out of her. She had grown to enjoy the feeling of his semen sloshing around inside her as she sat there in the confessional, the parasites and maggots moving around her womb, making it their new breeding ground and home.
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