’ Bahman blinked trying to rid the blurred vision and soon stared at t hat beauty. Now much closer that usual, he could see the pouty lips painted r...d, the soft blue too pale blue eyes watching him. Why panic— Bahman felt funny and felt is chest remembering his heart… New scar was there and the entire left breast was heavily inked with some weird symbol. He looked at it awkwardly not able to make it out. Then he saw it. His left arm…was feathered? No wait a limb under his arm. A wing of black. Her hand took hold of my head and virtually shoved my face into her cunt. The scent was overwhelming and musky. "Kiss the nun," she said and grinded her hips slowly at first. Her pussy did resemble a nun in a red robe and her head was the clitoris timidly poking its head out from beneath her cowl---only momentarily timid and it became more prominent as I continued lapping her cunt for the next several minutes. I poked and thrusted like an expert swordsman. While I did this I had also. His heels clicked noisily against the cobbled stone work, his hipsjerking from side to side, his blonde hair swishing across his back."You a lucky man, you treat her good, yes?" The cab driver came upbeside Rivers, looking with him towards Sam and the hotel's entrance."I'll try." Rivers turned to the driver, producing his leather walletfrom his back pocket, offering a generous tip.* * * * * * * * * *Sam stepped through into the brightly lit hotel suite, his heelsechoing on the marble. The group sat and talked about their earlier escapade and about the film industry in general.Much to the chagrin of the family of four sitting at the next table, all their talk of cocks and clits and cum were making some patrons uncomfortable."So is everyone ready for tomorrow?" asked Kyle."What's happening tomorrow?" asked Michael."Filming begins for Busty Blonde Bimbo Bitches Bathing by Bodega Bay," said Brad."Busty Blonde..." interrupted Michael, laughing."Hey, we don't make the titles,".