Eyes blinded by tears of shame and something much deeper than that, Hillie raised her head and, cock still stretching her mouth, looked up at her nephews face to see who was watching. It broke her heart to see that his eyes were mostly green with pools of black oil slick sliding about. His smile was beatific, and he reached out saying in his voice to do it better, like she had done for his father. His hand descended on her head and pressed her down until the entire thing was in her throat, she moaned with despair and choked and knew at the same time that the vibration of her moan and the clenching of her muscles would only serve to create more pleasure for him.<br/><br/>'Oh my Lord above, why do you permit such evil,'  she thought and then felt it was decidedly the wrong time for prayer. Not while the demon with her nephew's voice was praising her and telling her this was her in her natural and most beautiful state. 'Might as well get it over with, she thought,' and sunk down over the organ again and again, even as she felt a thick hot gush coming out of her followed by a severe cramp. She clasped Pelle's thighs on which she had steadied herself and moaned in pain, one hand reaching for her belly as she doubled over and she felt him thrust himself into her mouth again and again, crying out in his high and still so young voice, with ecstasy. Behind her Syliva sobbed, even as because of the pheromones emitted by the monster, she rubbed herself, hands sliding into and over her clothes. 'You damned beast,' thought Sylvia, 'the mother too?'<br/><br/>'Do it better' cried out the young voice, and she vowed to finished the inexperienced pup faster and began to cradle his large sac with one hand, gently squeezing and massaging, even as she licked, and bit, teased, and then pumped with one hand as well. She saw his thin thighs tremble and heard him moan with a pleasure he had never felt before. How much, she wondered was enhanced by the demon to corrupt him further?<br/><br/>There... finally it was almost there...., the organ swelled even more, and pulsed, as the sac tightened and the thin muscle connecting it to his taint began to twitch and tighten, she lowered him deep into her throat so she wouldn't see his face, wouldn't taste the seed, but his hand pulled her off after the first rope and  pulled her head back,  his green and black eyes shining with triumph and lust as she began to seed her face, painting her with rope after rope of unnaturally hot seed, hearing it splash on the ground to the cries and sobs of Pelle’s release until his voice was hoarse. His face covered in his own drool, as he shook violently from this unnatural exertion.<br/><br/>"Now be a sister of god and lick it all off the floor" she heard in her mind, "And you will get what you wanted."<br/><br/>Sobbing with humiliation and shame she bent on hands and knees and began to lick the floor as something with a clink hit her head and then slid off into the pearlescent  puddle before her. It was her cross, staring up at her accusingly. She looked up and saw that it had slid off the boy's now normal sized genitals, even as he sat , head back, eyes closed, and panting like a long distance runner.<br/><br/>"Oh God," cried Hillie and snatched it up, cradling it against her bosom and then went back to her task. With each lick of the foul substance, she felt a clarity in her mind as visual images gave her clues. It was the abandoned monastery, and  Pelle, young and innocent, pumping his seed into the red soil. She knew many kids went there to do drugs, and to explore each other's bodies and copulate, but then the demon showed her what  had driven Pelle to his orgasm that day, and it was an image of him fucking her, him watching his cock slide in and out of what he believed her to look like, suckling on her breasts and fucking her at the same time, and in his imagination she was loving every minute.  Defeated she Sister Hildegard, slumped onto the floor and sobbed and sobbed.<br/><br/>It was some time before she gathered herself and taking a look at Sylvia cradling Pelle's face against her bosom while she murmured to him gently, left to wash up in the bathroom before leaving the house.<br/><br/>'I don't know if I can do this,' she thought. 'Oh God, give me your guidance so I can drive this creature out of my nephew. He isn't perfect, and his mind is corrupted with carnal thought, but then how many of your flock isn't at this age. Help me!'