Sister Evelyn’s mind had fractured somewhere between her third and fourth orgasm.
She lay sprawled across the ancient altar, legs splayed obscenely wide, her habit torn and bunched uselessly around her waist. Thick, ridged tentacles still pumped slowly in and out of her stretched p***y and ass, flooding both holes with glowing aphrodisiac slime. Another tentacle gently f****d her mouth, the flared tip pulsing as it fed more of the sweet, mind-melting fluid down her throat.
Every inch of her body burned with unnatural pleasure. Her c**t throbbed under the constant sucking mouth of a smaller tentacle. Her small breasts were squeezed and teased by two more, n*****s pulled and rolled until they ached deliciously. Clear squirt still leaked steadily from her overstuffed cunt, pooling on the st
