One of the older men told me not to be embarrassed with a hardon, just enjoy the attention. He said, "I haven't had a hardon like that in a decade and...it's good to remind me what once was :o)" I made my way over to Dottie who was talking with a couple of nice looking older women. When I got close she turned and mounted me by wrapping her legs tight against my hips and rubbed her pussy along my cock that I was trying to get soft like all the others. She wasn't helping and I never got it to go. I wanted to see how long his cock was when hard. In fact I'd also have liked to feel the big black pole in my pussy. Though I knew this couldn't be or the Duke would cancel my fanatical arrangements. I crept up to his hut in the night and by the light of the fire saw it in all its magnificence. His cock when stiff was at least sixteen inches long and he was soon shagging a young native girl. She was squealing like a stuck pig and I'm not at all surprised with the battering his huge cock was. You see, I love a woman who's nice and wet — and Vangie always is. Moreover, when she's in my arms, in addition to the goodness and love, I get to see the most intense personal love for me coupled with a level of passion that's beyond belief."Bobbie, this is the woman who wants to be your mother. In spite of the fact that she was half right — I really am a shit — could I have a kiss? Please?"Bobbie rose from her chair and went to him. Ed swept her off her feet and sat her across his lap. Then. I don't have anything to say, Sister Mary Katherine gasped."Too bad."He slashed the whip across her face.Sister Mary Katherine's head snapped back again from the stinging face of that attack. Then another blow smashed across her right tit, leaving a long red mark down to her nipple. The nun let out another sharp cry, looking down to see if he had peeled any flesh from her body with that last blow.Jack stared up at her, licking his lips. The twisting, tortured body in front of him aroused him.