During the evening hours of our overnight visit to the shrine, I was invited to a display of the "bad" nun's anal games and I was deep in my cups as t...e wine produced by the nuns was decidedly superior to the wines at court. I watched intently as one of the nuns took a black laborer's huge cock into her rear portal in a startling display of sphincter stretching rarely seen in such environs.I was seriously thinking of joining in the festivities since the "bad" nuns seemed extraordinarily. The complete forth floor had been stock room. At the very rear of the 1st floor was a receiving dock with freight elevators that went up to the top stopping on each floor along the way. The elevator was shut down but Kate informed me that it was still in place. Even I knew enough to know that it had certainly been de-certified.I liked the space but I had no idea how I could use it. I was all about creating downtown housing units and the former retail building just didn't look as though it would. “Mind some company?” Brad asked overly-politely as he shrugged his shirt off and undid his pants. “You are officially invited,” Stella replied, her voice husky and pleasure-filled. “We thought you’d like a nice surprise when you got home,” she explained quickly, moaning loudly as Carly worked some sort of magic with her tongue. Stepping out of his pants and boxers, Brad moved closer to the bed, stroking his hand up and down his rapidly hardening his cock. Without really thinking about it, he. I can feel pre-cum at its tip.I could tell reliving that event was getting her worked up as well. And in that heavy robe, the heat from the fire, the alcohol flowing in her veins, she was getting hot. The hotter she got, the more she loosened up the robe. It went from being wrapped up tight with a waist belt, to belt open, front of robe open then eventually completely off.Much to my pleasure, she was wearing a shear, spaghetti-strapped, night gown that barely reached her knees. I could now see.