Nun Wife
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. ****** "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." ******
THE SWAP(4)
The picture she saw of Isabel's husband didn't do him justice, he was such a handsome man that he seemed surreal.
He had the type of face that stopped you in your tracks and made you do a double take.
Lush midnight black hair groomed so carefully it had a rippling quality, a sign of its silky smooth health as it softly rested on his forehead.
Aquiline nose that compliments his prominent cheekbones and jaw and spartan shoulders which screams strength.
His deep entrancing, ruby red eyes resembled two liquid-red pools of flashing fire.
However, his best feature is his brown skin, it's smooth and clear like dripping honey with finely tapered long fingers and shaped lips.
His distinct extraordinary features would make people enchanted in seconds. There's no doubt he got girls falling for him left and right.
Isobel suddenly turned around and brought her clenched fists up to her chest feeling the hard loud thump thump her heart made in its cage.
With eyes wide open accompanied by a blush was a dead giveaway that she found him striking!
Her brain seems to have short circuited seeing as unintelligent words filtered her thought processes, first from his face and second from the question he threw earlier on.
Everything was unexpected.
She was just an unsuspecting victim as nothing prepared her for it. She tried to calm the out of control heart beat and her breathing however, the blush on her face refused to abate.
Julius, who was sitting on the kitchen stool, stood up and strode towards Isobel with his long legs.
He possessed a latent, leonine power as he walked with purpose and grace. As he approached, a manly scent of cool ocean breeze followed, wisping through Isobel's nose, which alerted her.
Before she could cover some distance between them, Julius reached out and clasped Isobel's delicate chin. Then he turned her face back and forth.
Isobel could feel her face burn red as a result of their closeness and up close view of the man and more importantly his scrutiny. She felt anxious and perturbed.
Isobel's heart currently resided in her mouth, she cried and chewed her fingers in dread internally as Isobel prayed, hoping he didn't notice something was off.
"Julius wha- what's wrong ...…"
Isobel's expression spelled timid and fragile as she tried to maintain the gaze of the man with a weak smile.
Her blushing face and beating heart was a stark contrast to her act of wanting to display confidence.
Isobel was not at ease and as such came off as a person alarmed as she panicked like a suspicious person.
It was on the grounds that she thought he would notice at once that she was not his real wife, her sister.
With this fact known, Isobel however never escaped Julius' tenacious gaze.
After all, she could no longer back down. She accepted the proposal, there was no turning back or options, it's either to feign dizzy or outrightly faint on the spot.
And they both didn't feel convincing.
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