He was about to lookthrough her drawers when I told him that his mom would probably notice ifhe wore her clean clothes but if he wore the clothes in t...e hamper shewould never notice. So we went into the bathroom and opened the hamper. Near the top were the clothes Stephanie wore Sunday. He was going topick up some random clothes, but I suggested he wore a complete outfitjust like his mom did. So he selected the top and knit pants Stephaniehad worn the day before. I prompted him was that all. I wrap my legs around him and he slowly thrust his 8 ½ inch cock inside me. We both groan at this pleasure not wanting this moment to end. He then slowly pulls most of the way out and pushes in again. I move my hips in time with his thrust making a nice and gently rhythm. We both groan in our kisses with one another as our rhythm gets faster and harder. CJ then breaks my kiss so that he can put more focus on his rhythm. He places one hand on my hip and takes my hand in the other as we move as. In the back was his swag. I could hardly wait to see if he was built as powerfully as his ute…I didn’t have long to wait to find out. I had already gathered he had a powerful love rod, having it grind against my snatch whilst we made out earlier. He was strong and fit, and he lifted my size 10 body up onto the tray of his ute with ease. My dress was by this stage creeping closer to my waist, With one swift move he had the slit ripped right up to my tits and was busy with his tongue on my love. I was beginning to wonder about this place when my thoughts were interrupted by the nun asking if we wished to take off our snow covered coats. She left with our coats and was immediately replaced by another cowl-robed Nun who stood aside and said virtually nothing. There we stood, basking in the warmth of the fire, I in my boot cut jeans and a form-fitting flannel shirt that made the most of my small, but full breasts, Zoë in a baggy college sweatshirt that didn’t hide her generous chest and a.