Anslem was smiling and getting great pleasure from spanking Dean.He was now yelling everytime she brought her hand down on his red,sore bottom."Some b...y's bottoms are made to be spanked," Sr.Anselm said.Dean wasn't sure what he had just heard,but he knew that the Nun was enjoying spanking his bottom.He felt himself been aroused and felt his penis throb everytime she touched his bottom.Finally it ended.Dean heard Sr.Anselm breathing heavily and almost squealed with excitement.He guessed she had. A man that Jerome only knew as Bashshar, the leader of the five-man team, ended his call with a smile of satisfaction. He whispered quick instructions to one of the other men, sending the man scurrying out of the apartment. Bashshar's cold, black, empty eyes settled on Jerome, and his smile grew wider before he walked towards Jerome.It wasn't as if the leader's eyes were different from those of his subordinates. All the men's eyes seemed to have the same odd, black, emptiness about them. Jerome. Did he think I was sexy? I always thought he was sexy, even if he was twice my age. He was tall and muscular with brown hair. He was funny, sexy and smart. He was also a teacher. I had many dreams about him teaching me a lesson or two.All of our friends got there and we were having a blast. But I couldn't stop thinking about him. I decided to sneak out and see what he was doing. I crept onto the landing and across the hall. I could hear him downstairs with his wife. I snuck into his room and. Amanda reached over and grabbed hold of the other cock and started wanking it.She systematically swapped from one cock to the other sucking slurping and cleaning, occasionally lowering he head to lap at their bollocks, the younger black’s bollocks where outstanding, they where big and extremely heavy.Amanda wanted to drain both men’s’ bollocks, she knew from her experience with Katie that to get the maximum discharge out of them the trick was to work the cocks hard for at least 20 minutes or.