The Omnistore System

Chapter 409: The last prayer (R-18)

Chapter 409: The last prayer (R-18)

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"Ahhh... O... great... nghh... ahhh... Godded... ah... and... Goddess... nghh... ahhh... Purity," Maria began the fifth repetition of her prayer, her voice trembling and interspersed with moans. Each recitation after the first had pushed her to climax, leaving her body incredibly sensitive. Now, even starting the prayer without moaning seemed impossible.

Her hands, no longer clasped in devout prayer, rested on Kevin's chest, her fingers gripping his skin as she sought support. She could feel the hardness of his muscles beneath her palms, grounding her as she moved. Her hips rolled and rocked, her wet folds gliding over his length, smearing her fluids along his shaft. The sensation was maddening, a constant reminder of how close and yet how far she was from having him inside her.

"Hear...ahhh...nghh...our...haa...earnest...plea," she continued, her voice a mix of breathless devotion and desperate lust. She could barely focus on the words, her mind clouded with the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. The rhythmic motion of her hips, the slick slide of her folds against his rigid length, and the heat pooling in her core were all she could think about.

Her initial resolve to pray ten times without giving in to her desire for Kevin's penis now seemed like a distant dream. With each prayer, her need grew stronger, overshadowing her thoughts of purity and devotion. The sacred words felt like a mockery now, their holy intent drowned out by the vulgarity of her actions.

"Guide us through... nghh... the darkness, shining so bright," she moaned, her breath hitching as a wave of pleasure rippled through her. Her body shuddered, muscles tensing as she fought to maintain the rhythm. She could feel the tension building again, another orgasm looming on the horizon.

She even messed up the prayer's lines, but Kevin didn't care. He knew how many orgasms she had experienced so far and kept silent, curious to see how much more she could endure and continue climaxing just by rubbing her vagina on his penis.

Her movements became more frantic, driven by a mix of desperation and determination. She wanted to prove to herself, to Kevin, that she could endure this trial, even as her body betrayed her with each trembling pass of her folds over his shaft. Her clit throbbed, sending jolts of pleasure through her with every contact against him.

"Grant us strength... nghh... to cleanse... ahhh... our spirits, pure and true," she continued, her voice breaking on the words. Her breaths came in short, ragged gasps, her chest heaving with the effort to keep going. She could feel her resolve slipping, each thrust of her hips eroding her willpower.

Kevin, too, was struggling; her persistent grinding had been stimulating his penis for over half an hour, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to resist the urge to either orgasm or enter her. However, his control over his urges at this moment was stronger than Maria's, who seemed to be hanging on by the last few threads before her mind would be completely consumed by the pleasure.

He didn't have to do anything more now. The pleasure that had built up inside Maria from climaxing several times, but not as intensely as she liked, was too much. Each orgasm had left a lingering sensation in her core, heating it more and more. Now that heat was about to burst out. As she continued her prayer, the movement of her hips increased in speed. Her breasts swayed, making sounds from rising up and down, mixing with her moans and prayer. "Ahhhh... Ignite within... mmahh nghh... haaa... us... ahhh... a... fervent, hhaa... ahhh... holy... flame, ahhh... ngh Bursting... forthahhh," Just as she was in the middle of the prayer, her hips trembled and shot up from his penis. Her vagina, heating up to its peak, sprayed a blurry stream of fluid all over Kevin's crotch. The intensity of her orgasm sent shockwaves through her body, and her breath came in ragged gasps as she struggled to maintain her composure. Kevin watched in awe, his own arousal heightened by the sight of her.

Her hips were raised, her hands still clutching his chest as her vagina kept shooting more and more blurry water out in high intensity. She moaned, tears streaming down her face as she looked down at her vagina, trying desperately to stop by pressing it back onto Kevin's penis, not wanting to orgasm.

"No... nooo, ahhh, I don't want..." she cried out, her voice filled with a mix of frustration and pleasure.

But it didn't work as she had thought. Instead, pressing down on Kevin's penis only intensified the sensation, causing her to spray the burning pleasure out even harder. It felt like she was shooting lava, the heat and pressure overwhelming her senses.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, each wave of pleasure more intense than the last. The harder she tried to stop, the more powerful her release became, leaving her completely at the mercy of her own desires.

Finally, when her hips couldn't stay up any longer, they collapsed back onto Kevin. Her strength was gone, but her squirting hadn't stopped. It was just less intense than before, still streaming out of blurry water. Kevin, seeing her hazy eyes, smiled wickedly and said, "You came..." His tone was full of malevolent satisfaction, making Maria tremble in anticipation of what was coming next.

Her hazy eyes widened in fear and excitement, her vagina spasming at the thought of what was about to happen. Despite her apprehension, her body felt an undeniable thrill. And suddenly her view shifted, as she found her back against the wet bed, and the room ceiling came into view, then quickly shifted to Kevin's face as he repositioned them. Now, Maria was beneath him, his hands gripping her thighs as her vagina squirted weak streams of fluid. He looked at her with an evil glint in his eyes.

"No, I'm still... ughhhh," she tried to protest, her voice hurried and worried. But Kevin didn't let her finish, like he does every time, and just thrusted his fluid-laced penis into her vagina in one swift motion. Maria's chest arched up, her hands clenching the sheets tightly as the powerful thrust shocked her body.