Aur waise hi unko god mein leke dourke niche gaya. Aur bistar par lita diya. Unhone kaha-Maa/patni: Suno! Aaj raat jitna ho sake semen baha lo koi rok...tok nahi. Jitna hai pura nikal lo, koi kasar na rakhna! Par kal se tume semen retention suru karna hai. Mujhse yani abhi ke tumari patni se wada karo. Aur wada toda to tum mera mara muh dekhoge.Mujhe sunke dhakka laga. Aisi baat sunke waha se bhag Jana chahta tha. Par jaa nahi paya. Kyuki unhone mujhe aur apne taraf kheech liya tha. Mujhe jaane. If that happens you would be simply put outside the Convent door, on the street, in a simple shift with no other clothing, no shoes, no money, no provisions, and no hope of help from the Church. I have spoken to the Bishop about this matter, and he agrees that you cannot stay here." But Reverend Mother, where shall I go? What could I do?" I have no doubt that if we put you out on the street someone would soon find you and put you to work, probably in a house of ill-repute, or perhaps working in. I pulled down her panty without removing her skirt. I really like girls in skirts.Then I gave her a winked look and she gave me a flying kiss. This was the go signal and I started to lick her pink pussy. It was already so wet. I started to lick harder and over my head was her skirt so I couldnt see her face but she was like uuuuuuuu hmmmmmmm yaaaaaaaa harder harder……….go inside ……….tear it. These sounds were really making me crazy and I just trusted my mouth in and eat her pussy. She was. All alone I could finally get dressed. On went the black satin push up bra, my tits were a 36C but I thought I could do with some more help, matching black satin thong and sheer tights. I was yet to discover the joy of stockings and suspenders. Now it was time to add the killer outfit. Red tartan mini skirt, and plunging t shirt stating “come and get me boy” I couldn’t have made it more obvious of my mission that night! Looking at the clock I realized I had to go or I would be caught..