”“I'm sorry, sir.”“The abbess won't be happy.”“I'm very sorry, sir.”“Tell me more about your relationship with Sister Mary. How often ...id you get into this rough sex?”“We, uhm... all the time.”“Here in your room or in hers?”“In the, uhm... No, in my room.”“You're not sure?”“Yes, I'm sure. Sorry, sir.”“Do you only like girls, Sister Claudine?”“Yes.”“You have never been with a man?”“No, sir.”“Would you rather that I got naked now, Sister Claudine, or Lucy here?”She lifts her head and looks at. My dick lay against my stomach, and Abby lowered her hips onto me, again pressing her pussy onto the length of my shaft.Rising just a bit, she slid her hand between us and grabbed my dick. She slid my head all around her pussy, our mutual moisture making everything smooth and slick. She again brought the head of my dick to the opening of her vagina, pressing my tip ever so slightly into her and pausing, as she'd done the night before. I was practically holding my breath.She pressed the head of. Back in 2015, Matt Evans was currently in the process of firing his umpteenth load of the day into Anna's pussy. His face was one of sheer delight. Sophie may have been his crush for years, but he'd spent many an evening masturbating to thoughts of Anna too, so to fuck her was like a dream come true. But to be fair, most of Matt's life now was like a dream come true.To Matt's annoyance, he felt the warm wetness of Anna's vagina pull off of his cock. He opened his eyes, and saw Sophie stood. She fingered her small dagger that was just visible in the bodice of her tunic between her ample breasts. She had decided to start wearing it there as a warning to any man with wandering hands.Andrew had, as he always did, sat with his back to a corner so he could keep an eye on the room and anybody coming in. He took note of a pair of older teens as they entered from the street. His warning instincts kicked in but were quickly suppressed from outside, making it hard for him to think. The boy.