He looked at it and tapped away at the virtual keyboard. A car door could be heard opening and clunking shut.Father Mortimer went to his briefcase and...pulled out his Bible once more, kissed it, returned it to the briefcase and then crossed himself three times. There was a knock at the door.When he opened the door, stood before him was a woman in nun’s attire, black habit and white wimple adorned her head. A wooden crucifix was hanging from her neck.“I’m the Mother Superior”, she said and walked. She winked at me and asked if this was for her. The look of lust on her face had me as hard as I ever remembered being. I was literally drooling precum. Once she had swallowed my first orgasm, she rolled herself on top of me and took my still hard cock into her hand. She simply jacked me a few strokes, shifted body upwards and took my cock to the lips of paradise. I gave my hips a one little hitch and I was in her, at least as far as the head. Janet rolled her hips backwards a little and her. "Everyone laughed. So did Patsy. This game really wasn't so bad."Okay!" Patsy delared, "Tha was three!"She showed Keenan three fingers to be helpful."You gotta make a rule!" Right you are," said Keenan, "Hmmmm... I declare a second chance rule. If you miss the cup you can have a second chance if you take a drink and remove an article of clothing!" Yeah!" shouted Terry. "That's the ticket!" Waizaminu!" prostested Patsy, "Waisaminu! Thas naw fair! If you c'n have a sec-hic-con' chance then I'll. Gently putting her hand inside her clothes, she pulled out her right breast in front of Krusty.“When do you stop needing the touch of another person?”“What about men, like you. Who’ve lost someone?” She asked like an innocent girl, slowly squeezing her breasts in front of him.“Don’t you want to touch me?” Savita asked, gently tapping on his arms with her fingers. She grabbed his palm and placed it right over her pinkish nipple. Krusty wanted to stop, but she couldn’t let his hand go.He gently.