The reception was in full swing. I’d missed Cath and Hannah leaving, but just because the Brides had left, that was no reason for the party to finis....I slid onto a stool by the bar and without really looking up, asked for a gin and tonic.“What the fuck was I doing with Beth?” I thought to myself.“Do you want the bog standard Bombay Sapphire or could I tempt you into some Muff licker?”“What?” I looked up, confused. “Did you just say muff licker?”I found myself looking into the eyes of a stunning. Skinny with small boobs all her life. She’d married young but was abandoned by her first husband. In the second marriage, already a mother, her husband liked to share her with other guys. He’d leave her alone with a buddy now and then and she’d just fuck them since he wanted her to. One got her pregnant which she aborted and then got her tubes tied. Her second marriage died in an unusual way. She’d been fucking a divorced guy at work, usually on Friday before she came home. They’d have some. She kicked them to the side and leaned forward.“Relax and let me please you,” she whispered in my ear.Yumi ‘s deft hands moved down my back across my skin giving me gooseflesh. She slid her hands down to my thigh when she touched my pussy lips. I thought it was an accident until she did it again.She massaged my glutes, working them hard, I was horny but needed the relief, then her fingers moved between my legs and began rubbing my very sensitive clit. I found myself grinding against her palm.. "Yaghghghghghghhhh!"Sister Mary Katherine's throat hurt from the shouting screams exploding from her mouth. The other nuns must have guessed what was going on. She could hear them beating their fists against the door, shouting at the man beating her to stop."No, Sisters, don't! He'll only drag you out and hurt you," she sobbed, shaking her head wildly, trying to fight the pain shooting through her body."Oh, oh, God, dear sweet Jesus, give me strength! the nun prayed silently, her lips moving.