.” and she said “It had to be me, I had to be the one to tell her. So I cold fix it, so I could make her see that it's okay, that I don't care. So...I could go back to her, to them. So she would take me back. So you would take me b...” and her voice failed and her lips quivered and she was crying, and again I said “I'm sor...” and she shouted “Stop! Oh my God, just stop!!”And she looked down and then quietly she said “Just stop, okay?”And we just stood there, I was staring at her and she was. This was a truly soul destroying choice that he had to make.He tried to clear his mind by going out for a walk. He walked round and round the park, weighing up what his responsibilities as High King were. What if Scotland was under assault? What if his children and friends needed him? At last he came to the painful conclusion that his wives were right. He had to at least make an attempt at recruiting the people he thought he needed. He tried to console himself with the knowledge that he had. I moved down and kissed her a little bit on my way to her tits. I sucked on then the other. Her nipples were we're about the size of a 50 cent piece. While sucking and nibbling on her nipples I reached under her skirt and felt how wet she was. I knelt down to taste her pussy. I showed her skirt up and pulled her panties down. Her pussy was so smooth, very little hair but not shaved. Small little lips. I licked her pussy softly and slowly at first. Then she told me faster so I really started. Sister Agnes had recently been wearing her confiscated naughty undies that she liberated from the students and she had Bobby test them for their ability to stretch to allow his cock enter her brown eye in the rear without damaging the item in any way. He had gotten quite skilled in bypassing her naughty undies and delivering his load of man spunk into her rectum with copious loads of the sticky stuff and then calming the older woman down to disengage quietly without making a fuss or a mess on.