Her private confessor, the shy and withdrawn Father Reilly, found her insistence on self- punishment a bit “over the top” in secular terms, but he...allowed her to show him her bruises and marks of penitence even when they were in an embarrassingly private spot usually not displayed for male observation. Her flushed face and rapid breathing concerned him at such times, but he put it down to mortification at her sinful deeds. His flesh was just as weak as some of the younger nuns and his need for. I don’t know why. But I am turned on my the pain. I’ve never had sex before you much less rough sex but I want to try if you want to.’ ‘Really? You liked the pain? You want to try rough sex? You think you will like the rough, painful sex? Deep and hard? Keeping you full and about to burst? Intense orgasms and even more intense positions?’ ‘Ohhhh. Yes please. I want to at least try. I want that so much.’ I hear a click and the vibrator is turned on. A slow buzz starts. Then another two clicks. "Sniff them, girl. You're going to get a good deal more than that in a second."And without another word she squatted over my face and started rubbing me with her vulva. She quickly became aroused, and, as her labia parted, she rubbed harder. "Use your tongue, girl!" she said. "What do you think God gave you a tongue for?"I used my tongue. There was a trace of stale urine on her, but it was immediately lost amid the flavors of her juices. As she rocked back and forth on my face, she made little. I turn up the rest of my beer, and let my jeans fall now to my feet, exposing the hairyness of my legs, and ass now in full view. Benny gasped, like before when he saw my abs. I lean over, putting my arms up on the top rail of the pier, and in a low commanding voice tell Benny to 'lick it'. He hesitates for a moment, and I turn around and grab him by the hair---”I said eat me” Gently spreading my cheeks, Benny dives his face into my crack, and plunges his tongue deep into my musky hole. He.