It wasn't long before Frank was knocking at our door and asking if he could help.I told him I wasn't going in and had provisionally took a few days of....He looked pleased! I invited him in whilst I got out of my wellies and winter attire and made myself dry and then I made us a cuppa. We sat and chatted and Frank asked what my plans were for the day..."Nothing really Frank" I informed him. "No plans to go back out today"He smiled and immediately I could sense he was developing some wicked. I teased her for a few minutes by tonguing her clit but then stopped. I moved my head to the side slightly so that I could take each individual lip in my mouth. I sucked on one moving up and down over and over again making it swell more and more then I moved to the other lip doing the same. Each time I moved up or down my lip would drag across her clit teasing her even more. OH MY GOD. I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE. I WANT SOMETHING IN ME. she yelled. In her huh? I took 2 of my fingers and ran them. Watching other men grab their bulging crotch after they looked at her little butt, twitching as she walked ... well, it stirred something in me. But, I wanted more. I wanted something “forbidden”.Mary worked at a nursing home as a candy striper. She looked like a little preteen girl in her uniform, and was always getting groped and felt-up by old men as she passed their beds or bent over in the day room. She would complain to me about it, and gripe about how those “dirty old men” kept looking. With no clothes and no heating, she passed a sleepless night. At some point a tray was pushed under the door with a plate of porridge and a mug of tea on it; neither had been sugared, but both were very welcome for their warmth alone.Later still a plate of meat and potatoes was pushed under the door, though not a word was spoken.After some considerable time, the door opened and the Mother Superior came into the cell."Well," demanded the old woman peremptorily, "What do you have to say for.