Night fell over the ancient temple. Under the dim light of the lamp and the yellow scrolls, a stunningly beautiful married woman in a plain kimono knelt on a prayer mat, her hands clasped together, yet unable to conceal the slight trembling of her large breasts. The monk chanted sutras with his eyes closed, his fingertips already subtly probing inside her garment, kneading her already erect nipples. She bit her lip, suppressing her breath, but couldn't help letting out a soft moan when his rough fingertips traced her sensitive spots. He abruptly pushed her down onto the mat, loosening his belt to reveal her snow-white skin and soaked underpants. The monk growled, his thick penis plunging hard into her wetness, the thrusts drawing out glistening fluids, the sounds of flesh colliding echoing in the silent temple. She wrapped her legs around his waist, writhing wantonly, letting him pound every inch of her tender flesh until his hot semen filled her womb. She screamed, throwing her head back, completely surrendering to this forbidden pleasure.
