I was in fetal position in instant, making sure that Buddy could not force himself on my body anymore.I exhaled. Finally, it's over. No more. I felt e...hausted. Small part of me thought that I was never going to be freed. I knew it was stupid, but your mind plays tricks on you. Especially when something is forcing you painfully and blissfully to climax. I hear Buddy whining in frustration above me. He knew that his prize had escaped him. I did not care; I just needed a moment catch my breath. Dressed as I was I couldn’t eat, drink or kiss. There had been some indiscriminate kissing earlier on and I was pecked on my veil. I couldn’t strip. Underneath my habit I only wore my boxer shorts. My irritation was compounded by Louise’s absence. She had designed and made the costume I was wearing. She had intended to come as a matching Nun. She hadn’t finished adjusting the costumes when her employers sent her away to sort out some difficulties in a branch office. She should have been back by. I can smell the manly aroma and it’s making me sooo wet. Can you see how wet my pussy is? Let me open my legs for you and bend down. Can you see me from behind? Can you see my pussy lips glistening with anticipation? You naughty boy…. you love knowing his huge cock will be in there soon. You love knowing that soon I will be dripping with his seed. Mmmm... but before you see that my love you’re going to watch me suck this huge tool. I take it in my hand and lift it. Fuck… it’s sooo fucking. And I must have agreed, though that was a bit hazy. Being in a muddle of the alcoholic kind I didn`t note the route, not that it would have done me any good as I don`t know Diddly squat about Essen anyway and my memory was a jumble. Paying the cab, he helped me out and as my damned feet were not obeying orders, together we staggered in through a back door from a grotty alley, ‘she’ was obviously well known here as the madam met us and asked if I had come to play! ‘She’ said yes, I wanted too,.