”This time Bethany and Joe went on one team so Mark got into the lane next to me. “Hit Joe?” Mark whispered.“Every time,” I answered as I ga...hered a couple of balls before the whistle.This time Bethany nailed me out on the first volley, but Joe went down as well. When we gathered on the sidelines to watch the rest of the game, Joe muttered a curse under his breath.“What?” I asked him.He nodded behind us down the center aisle where Sophie and her Nazis came walking up like they were on a fashion. This guy was short about 5ft 5inch and was black and fat. He now spat on his own cock and made me rub it all over his cock. His cock was now erect and shining with his spit. He then asked me to open my mouth, I though he will put his cock in my mouth but he spat in my mouth. His spit had some pan masala flavor. He then asked me to use the spit and put it on his balls.I did what he said. I was done peeing and I started getting up and asked for my stole. He said let me suck ur pussy dry and taste. Before long I had an erection and pretty soon they were focusing on that but still absent mindedly praying with the same rhythm.They seemed to have a ways to go with their beads in hand so I just closed my eyes and masturbated not giving any thought to the possibility I might have an eventual orgasm. But this was better than doing nothing and I hated the praying stuff remembering well the same being forced on me in school for years.I opened my eyes to notice how more focused some of the nuns,. After I had been there two weeks John called me up to the main house on a Saturday afternoon, we quit at dinner on the weekends, perplexed I hurried up the porch. As I entered the kitchen wondering what I had done wrong, John stood from his seat and came towards me. I could see his right fist was balled, bracing myself for impact I stood stock-still as he closed the last two feet. He thrust his hand out showing my widened eyes three $100 bills. While I stuttered something about a dirty joke he.