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In a secluded corner of the convent, Sister Mei spends her secret moments exploring forbidden desires. Her innocent white habit confines her, but her imagination runs wild. She kneels, her hands pressed together in a mock prayer, as Brother Lorenzo stands before her. With a look of sinful adoration, he unleashes his passion, stroking himself fiercely. As he reaches climax, he unleashes his essence onto her serene face, a contrast of purity and sin. Sister Mei’s eyes close, accepting her penance in the form of a creamy offering. Her bare skin glistens under the shadows of the chapel, marking her as a fallen angel in the world of the devout and the damned.
