In the small town of Greensville, Sister Margaret was known for her devotion to the Lord and her modest appearance. She was a petite blonde with long hair that cascaded down her back in golden locks. Her figure was slender, with small, perky breasts that were barely noticeable beneath her habit.
One day, while cleaning the church, Sister Margaret noticed a tear in her stockings. She sighed, realizing that she would have to go into town to purchase a new pair. She had heard of a store that sold fine lingerie and decided to venture there.
As she entered the store, she was greeted by the sight of beautiful lingerie displayed on mannequins. She felt a shiver of excitement run down her spine as she imagined how the delicate fabrics would feel against her skin.
The saleswoman approached her, noticing her interest in the fishnet stockings. “These are our most popular,” she said, holding up a pair. “They’re quite provocative, but they can also be very alluring.”
Sister Margaret hesitated, unsure if she should purchase such a scandalous item. But something about the saleswoman’s confidence and the way the fishnets looked on the mannequin made her want to try them on.
As she slipped off her habit and stepped into the fishnets, Sister Margaret felt a thrill run through her. She glanced at herself in the mirror and gasped at the sight of her bare legs and the lacy garter belt that held the stockings up.
The saleswoman smiled knowingly. “You look beautiful,” she said. “Why don’t you take a look at some of our other items?”
Sister Margaret followed her to a display of lacy bras and panties. She picked up a black lace bra and held it against her chest, imagining how it would look on her.
“Go ahead and try it on,” the saleswoman encouraged.
Sister Margaret hesitated for a moment, then slipped off her plain white bra and replaced it with the lacy one. She looked at herself in the mirror and felt a surge of desire as she admired her reflection.
The saleswoman could see the desire in Sister Margaret’s eyes and knew that she had to take advantage of the situation. She moved closer to Sister Margaret and placed a hand on her shoulder.
“You’re so beautiful,” she whispered, leaning in to kiss Sister Margaret’s neck.
Sister Margaret shivered with pleasure as the saleswoman’s lips brushed against her skin. She had never felt such desire before, and she knew that she couldn’t resist.
The saleswoman’s hands began to wander, caressing Sister Margaret’s small breasts and teasing her nipples through the lace of her bra. Sister Margaret moaned with pleasure, feeling herself becoming more and more aroused.
The saleswoman’s fingers moved down to Sister Margaret’s panties, slipping inside to touch her wetness. Sister Margaret gasped as she felt the saleswoman’s fingers enter her, sliding in and out with ease.
“You’re so wet,” the saleswoman whispered, her fingers moving faster and faster.
Sister Margaret couldn’t take it any longer. She reached for the saleswoman’s pants, undoing the button and sliding them down her hips. She gasped as she saw the saleswoman’s cock, hard and ready for her.
The saleswoman pushed Sister Margaret down onto the floor, spreading her legs wide. She positioned herself between Sister Margaret’s thighs, rubbing the head of her cock against her wetness.
“Yes,” Sister Margaret moaned, reaching down to guide the saleswoman inside her.
The saleswoman thrust deep inside Sister Margaret, filling her completely. She began to move her hips, fucking Sister Margaret with long, slow strokes.
Sister Margaret moaned with pleasure, her hips rising to meet the saleswoman’s thrusts. She reached up to touch her own breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples as the saleswoman fucked her harder and harder.
The saleswoman’s thrusts became more and more frantic, her hips slapping against Sister Margaret’s as she pounded her harder and harder.
Sister Margaret felt herself on the brink of orgasm, her body trembling with pleasure. She cried out as she came, her pussy clenching around the saleswoman’s cock as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
The saleswoman moaned, feeling Sister Margaret’s orgasm trigger her own. She thrust deep inside Sister Margaret, filling her with hot, sticky cum.
As they lay there, panting and spent, Sister Margaret knew that she had
