Besides which, she would be laying on her cuffed hands, and could perhaps inadvertently tighten them, cut off her blood supply, and then she would not...have the strength to use the key.So it was to be a night on her stomach, hoping that soon, the pressure on her tits would not feel as bad.Sharon awoke with a start. the house was in total darkness, and she hadn’t realised she had fallen asleep. The radio was still playing, but there was something else. A noise, like a scratching noise, outside,. Now that she was eating regularly, her body had blossomed. Her breasts, which had been little more than puffy areolas with a nipple, now bounced and jiggled when she walked. The areolas were still puffy, and sexy as hell. Her waist has narrowed and her hips have widened giving her the classic hour glass figure. Her ass, if possible, is even more beautiful.Brenda and Jessie have also become closer ... much closer. It's not unusual for Brenda to be awakened on Saturday or Sunday mornings by a. ‘I want my panties back,’ she dangled the panties, ‘you get these and I get mine.’ I didn’t know what to do. They actually thought I would wear the panties to work. My mind went back to last night in the toilet as I sniffed those panties and masturbated while the wife snored away, how I lost control as the fragrance of pussy, piss and asshole engulfed me, how I stuck out my tongue and licked the juices off the crotch even cleaning the brown streak that was so pungent the taste came back just. "Sister Mary Rose was bent at the waist leaning on the large mirror with her long black dress flipped over her back. Her veil was tilted back from constantly bumping into the mirror. Sister Mary Judith's strong hands were on the nun's hips keeping the dress from falling. The hem of her own habit was tucked under her chin. Strapped around her lower body was a bright pink dildo that pressed against her clit every time she thrust it into Sister Mary Rose's cunt.The other nuns were gathered around,.