He'd looked at me that way our first night too. The attraction had been immediate, leading to the inevitable conclusion after a few weeks of classes. ...ut that night in the throes of passion he'd brushed fingers over my throat and I'd arched into his touch. Later, in the afterglow, he'd asked me about it. I couldn't answer, could only watch as he slowly brought his fingers back to my throat and squeezed ever so gently. He'd seen it in my eyes. Heard it in my sharp intake of breath. It was. Emma and Megan were standing off to the side, open mouthed, watching the show. I could see they each had a hand between the other girls legs and were frantically jilling each other off, not caring who was watching. Just for fun, I wandered over to stand next to them. Pretty intense, huh? I observed. They jumped, having been oblivious to my approach. The rubbing stopped as they looked at me wide-eyed. Dont stop, I said mildly. Keep going. Its nothing I havent seen before. Emmas hand tentatively. My girlfriend, Gina, plays with my breasts every night. She licks and sucks my nipples until I scream for her to eat me.” Girard’s cock was instantly at full mast and he worked the shaft in front of her face. He got excited and jumped right into her sexual banter. “I’d love to see you and your girlfriend eating each other’s pussy,” he said, his breath coming faster as his strokes continued. “I’d love to see your face buried in her cunt, sucking her and making her come and scream your name.". "Uhhhhh... oh more, more," Sister Mary Katherine cried, the throbbing pulse in her cunt driving the wind from her lungs yet again."Come on, baby, work it out! Pound them hips up yeah, just like that!"Church, God, obedience, chapel-they all fadedlike the morning mist under the heat of the moment. Sister Mary Katherine was rutting again, throwing her body about, letting it be speared again and again by that awful cock.She began to curl her back, shoving her cunt up toward him. The pistoning prick.