Oh fuck ... yes,” he grunted. “Oh my God, you are so tight...”“How’s this?” Candy said slyly, and I guessed that she had contracted her pu...sy walls around him, squeezing his cock as she had several times on my last visit.“Oh, God,” he shouted. “Oh, don’t do that again or I’m going to cum. Oh fuck...”He stopped thrusting and began breathing hard, with long, drawn out breaths; in through the nose, out through the mouth.“We better let you settle down,” Candy said, and she scooted up, letting him. I scream in pain; it's like I'm being split in half. You moan and press your pussy harder against my mouth. "Make me cum and he'll stop, slut," you order me. I start fucking your pussy with my tongue as fast as I can. At the same time, the unknown person starts sliding his huge cock in and out of me. My muscles stretch to fit his size and it starts to feel amazing. I'm moaning now too; I can't stop. I ravish your pussy with my tongue and I can feel you're body tensing. I'm sucking your clit. God, here I go again, I can feel another terrific climax coming on. Being loved at both ends is something a girl never dreams about; I sure hadn't but I could get used to it fast. But, WOW, is it spectacular.Luke starts circling my clit with his tongue and giving it a gentle suck (where did he learn this?) and, again, almost without warning, my whole body erupted on a volcanic orgasm. Yes, I screamed again, the second time today. After a minute or so, the electricity was fading and I was simply. It was decided that Sister Angela would be sent to the Island of Santa Missodomy located not far from Sardinia. Sister Angela had never heard of Santa Missodomy but then again most of the faithful had ever heard of it either. Her erroneous assumption was that Sardinia was named for the fishing of sardines which were plentiful in that area.The monastery of Regina de Christo was ancient and not well known to any of the high placed church authorities in Rome but it was in the book of records and.