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Description:

Isobel, a modern nun and school teacher, works tirelessly to support the aged nuns who had cared for her and her sister during their childhood. When the monastery where she grew up is shut down by the government, she finds herself struggling to make ends meet on an average salary.

Her twin sister, Isabel, pleads for Isobel's help in stepping in for her in her matrimonial household, just like when they were children. Isobel agrees to help, but only under certain conditions, and takes on the role of Mrs. Isabel Julius Cza.

As she settles into the household, Isobel begins to understand the depth of her brother-in-law's love for her sister, and realizes that his affections are anything but ordinary. She finds herself caught in a web of emotions and desires that she never anticipated, and must navigate a delicate balance to protect herself and her sister's marriage.



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"Isabel suck on my neck."




He gently guides then sucks in a deep breath as he felt the cool shy lips of his wife. He itched for the stimulation.




"Isabel say ahh..." 




He pulled in her retreating form, locking her head in a tight grip. His hands crawled up and grasped the swollen globe on her chest and caressed his wife's trembling breast. As if on cue she gasped, then he pierced his genitals deep inside her mouth. Isobel instinctively gagged as it touched the back of her throat.





---Skip---Skip-





.... Finally, a satisfied smile appeared on Julius's lips when he heard the sound of gulping and swallowing of s*men.  He looked down at his wife's beetroom form under him with her mouth stuffed with d*ck. She looked ready to pass out...





"You look divine wifey..." 





Julius hugged Isobel head tightly,loving how his wife chokes on his manh**d. Massaging her hair as if to pet her. He pulls his hip back a bit to allow her breathe. She holds his thigh for support as she heaves in deep air. He calmly looks at her and whispered lowly as he soothingly wipes the corner of his wife's cheek that were glistening with tears, drool and cum. 


"Now it's your turn. Baby."






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Nun Wife

Julius caressed the weeping girl and waited until she quieted down before he lifted her chin up.

She did, gazing deep into the smoldering ruby eyes. Isobel knew the dilated look all too well as it was that of an hungry dangerous beast. Her heart fell to the pits of her tummy, she lost the battle.

"I need you to do as I say" he saw her preparing to turn him down then he inserts.

"Resistance is futile. I'm at my wits end". He needed her to know her actions would be for naught and he was ready to crush any form of resistance left.

Getting his message across he proceeded.

"Isabel, suck on my neck." He softly whispered then waited. The mood was set, the atmosphere was right…

He didn't have to wait long. He gently guides then draws in a deep breath as he feels the cool shy lips of his wife slight graze of the area on his neck.

"Suck on it. Come on, you can do it". He urged in a soft manner, encouraging her.

"Yeah use your teeth. Bite a bit harder, lick on it. Uhm.." he moaned delighted.

Isobel moved lying to herself thinking if she pleased him he would let her go. She prayed for it to be the case however deep down she knew she was merely delaying the inevitable.

He nuzzled her hair and inhaled deeply. She smell so fucking good.

He moved his head away from her hair and stared at her intensely. She shook nervously under his penetrating dark gaze.

Julius was going insane as he stared right at the woman causing him to lose control. They looked into each other's eyes. His body slowly tilted down as he leaned in. His hot breath fanned her lips alerting her of what's coming.

Her heart accelerated as she was conscious of him. All she could see and feel was him filling up her mind. Her trembling fingers remained on his neck while her legs were left tangled with his. She couldn't avoid his eyes as it rooted her to the spot enticing her of undiscovered things.

She was scared. She knew it wasn't right. She should resist while she still can.

"No." She said as he nudged his nose against hers. Warmth blossomed in her chest, a slow burn encroached her heating body as their lips brushed together tentatively for the first time. Her tummy tightened in anticipation. Eyes quivered.

"Yes". He nods closing the gap.

It started of slow and sweet not rushed as he didn't want to scare her off. Her lips were soft and pillowy against his own. He nibbled on the full lips, up and down taking his precious time to indulge in the kiss.

The one kiss he'd been wanting.

His fingers caressed her silky cheek as she breathed in shaky breaths. Her eyes were half closed as she was gently pulled into the realm of seduction.

Nobody had ever kissed her before and the lack of experience showed in her stiff form.

TALKING LIPS(3)