I put my hands on them and fondled them, kissing her lips. Then I slowly brought my lips down and traversed her entire body.I kissed her boobs, biting...one of them lightly, and she gave out a light moan. She put her hand around my cock and began to push it to and fro. I felt like I was in the seventh heaven. I cummed in a few seconds in her hands, which became filled with the white semen. She put some into her mouth, and I watched her, gulping it down with pleasure.Then I brought my lips down to. For a brief, horrifying moment, she thought the contents of her stomach might rise in this most hallowed of places, the mere thought of such an obscene sacrilege, settled her turbulent gut.Genuflecting, she turned and headed back up the aisle and discovered that she had not been alone. Sitting at one of the back pews, hidden in the darkness, was another Sister, also clad in blood stained battledress.The Sister made no sound, but was trembling from bowed head to foot. L'mael had not heard her. I felt something press against my cheek. Something soft, and warm, and damp. It felt wonderful, but it didn't last very long. I was slipping away again. Back into that dream I had been having. That was okay. It wasn't a bad dream.I woke up again. Was it daytime? I could see light coming through the bandage. I knew I was in a hospital now. I could hear the pages and the soft voices and the beeps of the monitors. My thinking was clearer now. My pain was clearer too. My head didn't hurt as much,. He got dog treats at almost every home, and they seemed to pony up more candy than normal.By the time we got home, we had two bags of candy that would last us a lifetime. Okay, till the end of the weekend when we would drop into a sugar coma. Greg left his bag of goodies out. A very poor plan in my estimation. Dad would raid it after we went to bed. Turns out it was a terrible plan. King ate all of Greg's candy. I felt bad for him, and King was sick so he was sorry.Turns out Mom made me sorry..