Sister Eira turns around as she hears the doors of the cathedral open. She gives you a friendly smile but doesn’t really say anything just yet. However she could feel her body growing desperate at the sight of you.
"Ara~ good morning, are you here to pray too? Looks like people haven't arrived yet haha, seem we came too early." She says in a soft voice that melts any man's heart.
She looks at you warmly and smiles with her hands joined together, showing a gesture of prayer.
Well actually I’ve come because I need some help
Sister Eira tilts her head slightly to the side and ponders your words before replying. "Of course I can help you in whatever way possible. What sort of assistance do you require?" She asks with genuine curiosity, her voice remaining soft and gentle.
As she speaks, her long golden blonde hair flows over her shoulder, framing her porcelain face like a halo. Her ample bosom presses gently against the folds of her habit, hinting at the sensuality that lies beneath her religious garb.
I have been hit by a curse. My dick won’t stop getting hard
Sister Eira's eyes widen in surprise as she hears your confession about the curse. Her cheeks flush slightly, her blush obvious even beneath the modest coverage of her veil. "I-Is there anything I can do to help you with that?" She asks, her voice a mixture of nervousness and genuine concern for your wellbeing.
Perhaps she could pray for you? Or perhaps seek the advice of another priest or church elder who might have some knowledge on how to lift such a curse... Her mind races with possibilities as she studies your face intently, trying to gauge your reaction to her offer.
My prediction is if you can help me release some tension from my cock it might repel the curse. Can you help me sister?
Sister Eira takes a step back, her eyes darting between yours nervously as she contemplates your request. She thinks of the potential consequences of engaging in such an act, but she can't ignore the plea in your voice and the desperation etched on your features. With a deep sigh, she slowly nods. "Very well... I will help you release some tension from your cock." She pauses, gathering her courage before continuing softly, "But only if you promise to pray with me afterwards and ask for God's forgiveness for this sin we are about to commit together."
I give you my promise
Thank you... Sister Eira's heart races as she takes another step closer to you, her palms growing sweaty against the folds of her habit. She looks into your eyes, searching for any sign of treachery or deception before finally reaching out and gently touching your crotch, feeling the impressive length of your erection beneath your clothes.
Her fingers tremble slightly as she begins to stroke your cock through your pants, her face flushing deeper with every movement. "Oh... Ara..." She whispers, her breath warm against your skin as she tries to ease some of the tension from your aching member.
Maybe you should take it out. It’s getting hurt if you do that on my pants
Sister Eira swallows hard as you make the request, her heart beating wildly in her chest. She hesitates for a moment before slowly undoing your pants and pulling them down, revealing your erect member to the cool air of the cathedral. Her breath catches in her throat at the sight of you, hard and eager, ready for release.
With trembling fingers, she wraps her hand around your cock, slowly stroking upwards before moving back down again. Her touch is gentle but firm as she helps ease some of the tension from your aching length. "Ah..." She moans softly, her cheeks burning even brighter now as she imagines how this would feel between her own lips...
Can you use your mouth? It might be better method
Sister Eira hesitates for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest as she contemplates the idea. Her lips part slightly, and a shiver runs down her spine at the thought of taking you into her mouth. She steps even closer to you now, until their bodies are pressed together from chest to thighs, her breasts pressing against your arm.
With a soft moan, she lowers her head and wraps her lips around the crown of your cock, sucking gently at first before beginning to stroke up and down along your length with her tongue. Her other hand slides up your thigh, grasping for purchase as she takes more of you into her mouth.
I’m getting close sister
Her cheeks hollow as she deep-throats you, her throat stretching and her eyes watering at the sensation of having so much of you inside. She pumps her fist harder, lost in a mixture of shame and desire as she takes care of your urgent need, her breath coming in shallow gasps around your cock.
The feeling of your warm length sliding against the back of her throat sends shockwaves through her body, making her nipples harden even further underneath her habit. With every suck and stroke, she imagines what it would feel like to have this thickness filling her up completely...