This time the convent organizers became acquainted with her affliction and it was decided that the convent and the sleepwalking nun would part company...for the good of the reputation of the order.Rebecca sensed that her sleepwalking problem might be more trouble than she had originally suspected and she would have to get it cured in order to function as a normal acting person accepted by society as suitable for inclusion.The Gypsies offered to take her with them as backup for their entertainment. They both could tell that I was getting very excited. Jen moved off the tub bench next to me and moved in the water behind her mom. I felt Jen's hand brush the base of my cock then her mother's cunt. I felt her hand move away from here pussy. A few seconds later I felt Chris raise up with a moan. I reached around to feel what Jen was doing. Jen had slipped two fingers into her moms asshole. I was only moments before I felt her other hand massaging my balls. I would be surprised if there was any. Stacy obliges and settles her tired body down onto the incredibly soft cushions. She has to fight the urge to pull her legs up and lie down on it. Mmm… Miss Cara sits down on the other side of the sofa and crosses her nylon-swathed legs. Her professional, yet sexy high heels make her feet look very provoking. Stacy sighs, enjoying the brief moment of relaxation. "There are a few things I'd like to make clear at this point," Cara discloses. She looks over at Stacy to make sure her new employee. The V-8 screamed as the fence posts flashed by."Deputy Leonard, report," came the routine call over the police radio."In pursuit of a red Camaro convertible westbound on county road one one six, Mabel," the deputy replied."Do you need backup?" asked Mabel, the dispatcher."Negative, dispatch," Deputy Leonard replied as he felt a blush cross his face.Sheriff Merriweather scowled as he stood by Mabel's desk listening to her conversation with his deputy. His brooding black eyes were angry as he.