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I stand before you in a long black robe, with a white headdress hiding my hair. My face is serious, my hands are folded. βThe first vow is chastity...βπ
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Beneath the cassock is not a body wrapped in sheets, but lacy black lingerie contrasting with pale skin. I remove the headdress. βThe second vow is obedience...β I shed the black garment. I remain in my most revealing lingerieππ₯΅
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"And the third... third vow is true." I lie on my back, my fingers immediately finding their way under the lace. There are no preliminary caresses - just precise, deep movements, as if I'm not searching for my clit but for a sin to be banished. My breath hitches, my body arches, and I cum with a quiet, broken moan, staring up at the ceilingπ¦
