Cerita Suster Hot Novels & Stories

The kind that comes from seeing too many families shattered. Alexa sat at the metal table. She hadn’t moved in forty-seven minutes. Not since they brought her here from the morgue, still wearing the same clothes she'd worn for fourteen hours of travel. Her duffel bag sits on the floor beside her chair, unzipped, Alice's sweatshirt visible at the top. "She has visible marks on her wrists," Detective Cross says, stepping into the room. She closes the door behind her, a gesture of privacy that feels almost kind. "Which means she did try to struggle. Your sister was murdered."

Sister Melisa, hearing the screaming, rushed out of the room and was confused about why her comrade was standing there without any clothing, “Sister Terrie, have some modesty.” Sister Melisa said, rushing over and picking up the blanket on the floor and covering her nude body. Sister Terrie, who had just gone through the most painful experience, was in shock and didn’t even know where she was, much less care about her exposing herself. Sister Melisa then helped her to her room when Sister Terrie turned to her friend and turned to dust again, leaving the empty blanket in Sister Melisa’s hands.

“Stretch her open.” Sister Veronica pushed three fingers inside me. “She is taking them so well,” she said, breathing fast. “Her pussy is sucking my fingers. I think she likes being watched.” My legs started shaking hard. “Father Ren… I’m going to cum.” Sister Marg pinched my nipples and pulled them. “Cum for Father Ren,” she whispered in my ear. “Let it all out. Show us what a bad wife you are.” Sister Veronica sucked my clit faster. “Yes, cum on my tongue, Tanya. Make a mess.”

Maria's head was thrown back, her mouth open in a gasp as Elena's thumb circled her swollen clit. Beside them, Sister Theresa and Sister Lucia were locked in their own heated embrace. Theresa, with her pale skin and pert ass, straddled Lucia's face, grinding her dripping folds against the other woman's eager tongue. Lucia lapped hungrily, her hands gripping Theresa's thighs, pulling her down harder. The air was thick with the scent of their arousal, moans and slurps filling the sacred space. They hadn't noticed me yet, lost in their forbidden pleasures—fingering, licking, touching in ways that mocked their holy oaths.

Ezekiel's eyes widened in shock, and Rebecca quickly stepped between us. With an aggrieved tone, she said, "Maisie, if you don't want to, that's fine. Don't make things harder for Ezekiel. I'll go to the hospital right now and end the pregnancy!" Her tone was so determined that Ezekiel immediately wrapped his arms around her waist. However, the look he gave me was cold enough to send chills down my spine. "Maisie Shaffer, Rebecca is your sister. Do you really have to push her this far?!"

After a moment, Christy let out a giggling, breathless laugh, and began tracing a manicured finger down his chest. "Well my love?" Christy purred with smug satisfaction. "How was that, baby?" Ryan kissed her deeply. "Fucking Unbelievable. You always know exactly how to make me hard." Christy rolled on her side to look at him and she smiled, with a wicked gleam in her eyes. "So... am I better than your wife Susan?" My breath caught in my throat because I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My best friend and assistant. The woman I paid a generous salary to. The woman I shared all my secrets with for years… was doing this to me.

Back in my room, I smeared it generously with Vaseline and lay back. It was so big. I whimpered as I worked the fat head into my hungry cunt, stretching myself wider than ever before. Inch by inch I took it until the whole thing was buried inside me. Then I fucked myself like a woman possessed—hard, deep, desperate—moaning into my pillow as another devastating orgasm tore through me. I had just pulled the dripping cucumber out when I heard a knock. “Yes?” I called, voice shaking. “It’s Sister Beatrice. Are you alright?”

And he will can't do anything. I also know your bitch sister Stella is with you. You know she is not a good piece like you but she also not bad. Soon I will welcome you two as my personal whores. Then after satisfied my need I will sell both in prostitute line. Piece like you both belongs to prostitute club. See you both soon.. Your body owner Hunter Sullivan After reading the sms my body start shaking. I looked at Stella who is sleeping peacefully now. Not wanted to disturb her sleep I come out from my room and ran towards the poolside..

Susanna had always been gloating in a way, but right now, it was grating on my nerves for some reason. “She’s going to drown in it,” Susanna murmured, almost dreamily. “Every time she tries to clear her name, it’ll just smear her more. The forums are eating up the story about her brother being a drug addict. Did you see the one saying he was caught buying meth for her? It’s complete nonsense, but they’re running with it.”

I pulled my panties to one side and slipped a finger into my pussy. I was so fucking wet, and I loved it. I pulled my fingers out and tasted my wetness. It was delicious. I slowly sucked on my fingers like a slut. God, I needed to punish myself. I flung the book away as I used my other hand to grope my tits. I pulled down my panties and thrust two fingers into my pussy. "Fuck!" I let out a moan. I brought my other hand down to my clit and stroked it as I fingered myself.