" Oooooohhhhhhhhh, I'm cummmmmmmminnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggg againnnnnnnnn..." Bennnnnn,,, Sonnnnnnnnnn,,, oh god, I'm cummmmmminnnnnnnnggggggggggg again...nnnnnnnnnn."Each time Linda said she was cumming again and again, I felt her pussy squeeze and pulsating on my cock, and I felt her cum all over my cock and even get my belly wet from her cumming.The last time she cryed out that she is cumming, I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock that made me cum right then. When I finaly finished cumming, I. .You are on the verge of cumin when you are aware of someone ringing the bell ! You curse thinking who can that be and annoyed that you have been disturbed just as you were about to climax .You straighten your hair and pull on your dressing gown and go downstairs to see who has stopped you in mid flow.You open the door to see me standing there complete with camera and suddenly relies who I am.I enter the house asking you were you would like me to set up you say that the lounge will be fine. You. She grinned the grin that says “Can we?”. By the time he came back downstairs, she was kneeling over me on the couch, skillfully rolling her tongue around the end of my penis while I babbled something about inviting him to join us or something – I can’t remember exactly what I said because he agreed inside 2 seconds.From this point on, my memory is jumbled. A highlight reel of joyous abandon and giggling depravities. We undress her. I watch her beguile his cock, watch him eat her out. I get so. "Oh," he said, surprise and shock written across his features, "Er ... I think I'm in the wrong room."Though Monsignor Flavin had been careful not to let them meet, Molly knew that her predecessor's name was Gertrude, and this look of surprise was because Gertrude had returned to her convent."Gertrude has returned to her former house," she said by way of explanation, "You are not in the wrong room; Monsignor Flavin would not permit that to happen."Then she branched out even further from the.