She could very easily run a hand inside her robe and enjoy a not so private moment as she watched the intimate couple, but that didn’t seem like it ...ould be enough.On cat-like feet, she strode the few paces to where they stood, absorbed in one another. She knew she would have to move quickly to take any part, because it would probably come as quite a surprise to both. Ginny reached up and spread Angelina’s generous cheeks as she ran her tongue the length of her arse and then circled the. . well ... you look so good!”“UGH!” She exclaimed and threw her hands up, walking a few steps away from us. She turned and looked at us again.“So, Dylan, are you gay? Is that it?”Dylan looked at me.“He doens’t have the answer for you. Look at me. Are you gay?”“No mom! I’m not! Honest! Just look!” he pointed to the muted porn still on the tv. It was currently showing a blonde with that big 80’s hair, sucking on a fat wet dick. “I guess I might like both.”“Me too!” I said“I’ll get to you in a. She licked it like she really, really wanted all that cum and she didn’t care where it was.I gripped the sheets and gasped with pleasure. This was what I did with my fingers: straight across my asshole; pushing in, but not going in. I shoved my asshole toward her.“Oh, we like that, do we?” she said. “How about this?” Micheline pulled back, stuck one finger in her mouth to get it wet, then started to push it into my bottom. “No!” I said. “Just lick me. Lick my asshole, Micheline. Lick me. The usually stern-faced man was smiling a satisfied smile all the way back to the mainland and his wife looked at him suspiciously because she knew what a shit-hole the island was with absolutely no relief from stress to be found anywhere.Sister Angela was directed to her quarters on the top floor of the monastery and she took a quick shower to refresh her body after the harrowing journey. It was one thing to be banished and quite another to be dirty unnecessarily when water and soap were.