I fetched her a cold beer and once she was done with her job we began a chat, standing very close to each other. We drank two big glasses of bear ea...h, and of course, alcohol soon began to work an effect her, as we were laughing while holding our hands. I took her by the waist on and off, and I couldn't stand seeing this girl so close to me so I became out of control at once. I began have small talk and asked her how she managed without sex, especially as she was too turned on at. The way she responded to him, the way she had always responded to him, still awed him. His witch was so eager, so passionate and so alive. Live fire in his hands. He craved that now more than ever. By sheer will he kept his own satisfaction at bay a while longer, offering her more pleasure, not an easy feat when she was convulsing so blissfully against him, around him. He brought her to completion two more times before allowing himself to surrender to her call, his own body arching,. “Remember,” she said, “The more pain you will feel – the more complete will be God’s forgiveness.”“Yes, Mother Superior.”The Bride Of Christ took a full swing and brought the cane down in the middle of Father Mortimer’s buttocks. A red wheal instantly appeared and Father Mortimer cried out in pain, falling onto the bed.“Pull yourself together! That was nothing, just a light tap!”She hit him again with even more force but this time Father Mortimer stifled his cry and stood firm.“Two, Mother. " I apologise most humbly master. I did not realise." William grovelled."Never mind, we just need a diversion - tell me does this 'partner' seem an honourable fellow?" Yes, I would say so - he seemed very gentlemanly when attending to me." Pearson answered."Excellent," Dashwood cackled, "then we shall provide him with a damsel in distress, Mary should play the part well. But you must too, do you understand dear boy?" No, what are you suggesting? Nothing unsavoury I trust." William.