I think that speaks well for you." Sweetie when the pain stops, you are dead," I repeated the exact words Gunny used when describing the pain of his h...art attack."Either that or you have some damn good dope." I added both to him then again to Lucy."I'm not sure how comforting that is to most humans, but it seems to have made an impression on you," she said."It wasn't just the words, it was the man who said them as well." I replied. "Speaking of Gunny, he would be very upset that I still don't. " In confession?" Sister Pious enquired."Yes in confession," Father Rafferty agreed."You better show us," the mother superior suggested, "Let us decide." What?" I asked."Trousers down Michael," Father Rafferty insisted, "You heard the reverend mother." But father!" I protested."Trousers down Michael," the mother superior ordered, "Let us see if you're man enough for the good lord's work." Oh let me!" Sister Pious insisted and she stepped forward and grabbed my fly buttons and fumbled awkwardly. The sight of her erect nipples with the sexy nipple rings shining in the afternoon sunlight was very erotic. “Now pull up your saree from behind exposing your ass and pussy. Bend down like a cow and walk till the highway,” I said.She was already pulling up her saree till her waist as she scanned again for anybody around. Then bent down forward like a cow. As she started walking towards the highway, her boobs were hanging from her blouse swaying like a cow’s udders. Her bent position exposed her. .. Fuck my cock, baby ... Oh yeah yeah! Cumming ... Oh fuck!" Brandon wrapped his arms around me, holding me tightly and impaled on his prick while it throbbed inside me.He was cumming and that just set me off again. One last orgasm to join his and my only regret, a dim and barely coherent thought in my feverish mind, was that I wished I could feel his cum mixing with mine. But this was good anyway. Brandon holding me against his flushed body, both of damp with sweat and sticking together. He.