Win he stopped I begged him OOOOO BABY LEAVE IT IN ME OOOOOO DON'T STOP FUCKING ME PLEASE DON'T PULL IT OUT OF ME AAA AAA AAA I had slowed down put wa... still riding it as He just stood there with his hands on my waste ... Win he finally pulled it out ..I just stood there with my hands on the wall and my legs open as he caught the juice flowing out of me in his hand; and fed it to me and it tasted different it had a sweet flavor to it there was a lot juice between both us ... Win it finally. After a moment or two, Allison resumed licking her son. Her tongue ran up and down the shaft as her hand held it tight. She was careful not to touch the head yet. Soon Chris was going mad with desire. "Please Mom... uh Allison," he gasped and grabbed her head. "Tell me what you want." "I want you to suck me," he said more forcefully than the first time. "I'm not convinced." "Goddamn it suck my cock," he gasped and pulled his mother's head toward his throbbing penis. Allison moaned loudly,. “I knew it.” The man started to laugh. “I’m very glad I found a naughty nun. I want you to touch yourself. Now!”Sister Mary closed her eyes and started to pray really hard. Can it be her punishment for losing the prayer-book? In the same time she couldn’t stop thinking about how excited she was in the current situation. She didn’t see the man, but she wanted to know what he looked like. What color are his eyes? What shape are his lips? All her fantasies appeared in the same second. He was. Just to be able to stand for a while would be of great help. Just as I was about to rise he caught my eye. Mark Flanagan got up from his seat and walked to the back of the room. Apparently he was trying to make it to the finish line as well. There was a kitchen area in the back and he walked through the doorway, turned and faced the speaker again. I figured this would be as good a time as any to talk with the man I’ve been dying to meet. I got up and headed for the kitchen. The way I walk is.