Her pussy spread wide, pink and wet. I stepped between Samantha's thighs."What are doing" she yelled. "Quiet down and do as you are asked. My hands be...an fondling her ass. Samantha was spread so tightly she could not move. My hands slipped between her cheeks moving toward her anus. "Please not there, that hurts". "Do you remeber what I taught you Before" My finger reached her anus and Samantha cringed in fear as it began to enter her. "Relax your ass and let me have my way". My finger was dry. I have been looking at your history, and one thing puzzles me. Tell me, why did you become a nun?"Sister Lucia was at a loss as to how to answer that, but an answer was required, so she decided to tell the truth as she saw it, "Reverend Father, I..."Monsignor Flavin interrupted her, "You address me simply as 'Master', not as Reverend anything. I am your teacher and Master while you are here, not your confessor."Somehow she heard the capital M on the word Master and shivered slightly."Sir, I. Friday ki shaam thi and hum as usual walk kar rahe the , mauka dekh ke usse bolaMe: yaar yahan to hume roz koi na koi dekh leta hai and hum dono zyada tym spend nahi kar pate (maine ye bahut depressing si tone mein kaha)Megha : aww…. Kya chahiye tumhe (aur ek naught smile di)Me: matlab kuch time sirf hum dono aur koi na ho. Tum main candle light dinner wagrah wagarh , thodi si champagne wagarhMegha: isme kya hai kisi din bahar chalte hainMe: sachiMegha : muchiMe: kal chaleMegha : kal , itni. “Okay, I get it. But promise you won’t hurt me.”“Poor boy! Okay, I promise to be gentle.”She lied!The moment he closed the door behind them, she was pulling off his jacket and urging him down the hallway. Her strategy was obviously going to be a full-on frontal assault! They only made it about halfway before she spun around and threw her arms around his chest, pushing him against the deacon’s bench in front of the mirror. The back of his knees caught the seat and he plopped down onto his butt..