I was now juicing so bad that I could feel my vaginal secretions start to drool and puddle toward the front.His thumbs dipped low enough now that the ...kin they rested on pulled at my cunt lips. I could even hear a smacking sound that my wet pussy lips made as he rhythmically pulled them apart with each stroke of his thumbs. I was getting so fucking horny and frustrated with not being able to satisfy an intense urge to finger myself.He continued to move his thumbs lower and closer toward my. Then he thought better of it, shaking his head and drawing the back of one hand over his lips. His eyes narrowed while he shook his head."I knew the church wanted bucks. But, man, you're really nuts if you think holdin' out's gonna get you anywhere."He grabbed her by the hair once more, jerking the nun roughly away from her companion.Sister Mary Katherine felt the strands (?f hair tearing from her scalp, the agony making her scream and jerk her legs out to either side of her body.She twisted. The rain is still coming down really hard and i have topull over to the side of the road while it slows up a little.I reach my arm out and you move over closer to me,I take a tissue and ifold over the end and i wipe some of the rain from your face..I put my lips nearer to you and we begin a deep and passionate kiss aswe always do,with your tongue delving into my mouth and my teeth andtongue catching yours as we lock closer together.My arms drawing you closer to me loving the feeling i get when. Letting it dangle from a finger he inspected the final items – a set of heeled pumps, a clutch, bracelets and ear rings, all in silver. He also found a tiny hat, white and round, like a vintage stewardess’s cap, and two wrist-long gloves made of white, stretchy satin.Sighing he sank on the bed.‘Fuck‘ was the unspoken word lingering in his head where he repeated it for a while. His lips moved, but the only sound came from the bracelets dangling from his fingertips.Another lame charade.Whatever.