I would imagine how it would feel to kiss her soft lips or have her legs opened and licking her sweet young slit.After she would go to bed I would put...on my favorite interracial video and jerk of slowly , pulling on my dick with my oily hands, imagining Melissa's ( not her real name) soft lips moving up and down, sucking softly, running her tongue over my dick while the black stud on the video was shooting a huge load into the mouth and over the face of a cute young white girl. I would imagine. The man was waiting eagerly, his seldom-satisfied cock surging in anticipation, already clad in a ridged condom."Mr. Michaels," Brad said, "I'd like you to meet the twins. Girls say hello to your host for the weekend. Be nice to him. He's paying for all your meals." Hi, girls, ' the naked man sprawled in an easy chair said, his knees wide spread and his hand filled with his thick penis. "Who's first?"Kim got her knees on the arms of the overstuffed chair and planted her sore vulva on the man's. "You are a beautiful woman Karen." I told her one day.She blushed and then looked at me very directly and said, "I'm glad someone notices and appreciates what I have to offer."I smiled and ran my eyes all over her trim body and said, "I'm sure lots of others have appreciated what you have. Makes me envious."She realized what I had suggested and blushed, "Doug, that sounds like you think I am some kind of loose woman."I caught her hand and squeezed it softly and said, "Not at all Karen. We all. Certainly the erring priests who would have the opportunity to meet her at the College of Correction and Redemption would not be disappointed in her looks and figure.Her thoughts were interrupted by Sister Immaculata scratching at the door for admittance.The Sister stood before her Mother Superior with her head bowed in shame so far that her Swiss wimple threatened to fall off. The Reverend Mother thought she was the very picture of abject disgrace. A memory of the naked body of the Sister.