I was level with her crotch and I could see her panties high on her big hips, bulging pubic hair pushing the thin material. Then I slid my fingers ins...de her pink sheer panties pulling them down to her ankles. Barbara stepped out of pants and panties and I slipped her knee highs from her legs one at a time. I enjoyed the view of her curly pubic hair and a glistening slit peeking through the hair. I stood again, both of us nude and took her in my arms kissing her deeply again. My hands ran up. “No we’re not,” the second guy added. “You’ll need to spritz us with water while we’re cooking.”“Not sure I’m supposed to do that,” Daniel muttered.“Sure you are,” the first guy corrected. “You’re supposed to do whatever we need.”“Yes sir,” was all Daniel could say.The guys laid on their backs on the toweled benches and placed their hands behind their heads. “Okay k**, start spritzing.”Slowly Daniel ladled water over their bodies, from neck to toes, one then the other. The heat of the steam. Two gorgeous mounds. I suckled one pinknipple and then a second. She reached down and squeezed my penis through my slacks. “Iwant to see your candy cane. she unzipped my pants. My brown cock headshowed above the waistband. “My black stallion she moaned, taking it inher mouth. Her head bobbed up and down and I buried my hands in herhair. I felt myself about to come and she writhed in passion. I cameand she licked the white cream and smiled. “I’ve been wanting to dothat. ” My words trailed off as I glanced at the driver. I blinked.I blinked again.A nun in a black habit sat in the driver seat, her plump lips pursed. She had a round, youthful face, her dark hair mostly covered by a black veil that draped across her shoulders. A crucifix dangled down her chest over the swell of her breasts. They rose and fell as she stared at me, a look of such concern filled her hazel eyes.“You’re a nun!” I blurted out.“Yes, I am a nun,” she said as the van drove forward. “We.