Then there was the pair kneeling before her.First was a middle-aged woman in her forties – a nun. The habit she wore, stuck to her slender body and ...mphasized her figure. Her body was round in all the right place. Especially notable were her massive breasts, that were trying to rip the material of her robe and set itself free. Her heart-shaped face, full lips and beer eyes were the only things visible from under her clothes, aside from her hands. The voluptuous woman – sister Sofie was superior. No matter how many times they made love, no matter how many different ways he touched her, she could never get enough. Each caress felt totally new and electrifying to her. She wondered if their craving for one another would ever let up. "Do you know how hard it was for me to concentrate on work today when I knew that i had an utterly delectable, sexy wife waiting for me at home? Do you know how many ways I'd envisioned fucking you? How hard I would push the silly boundaries that you have put. My crotch smacked into her shaved vulva. “Ooh, yes, yes, yes, you are just a little treat, aren't you? A succulent morsel for me to enjoy.”“I am!” she groaned, beaming at me. “Ooh, Becky, just fuck me! Plow into me so hard!”“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped and drew back my hips. I plunged into her depths.The bed creaked as I fucked the bride's little sister. I plowed into her while staring into her green eyes. Rosemary's eyes! I lost myself in those emerald depths as I plunged my futa-dick forward as. I put the small plastic water bottle filled with coffee from home into the microwave. Two and a half minutes later, I poured the coffee into my coffee cup. "That prick outside can wait for his," I mumbled. While Michael worked on the van, I laid out my plan of attack for the day. It included serving our two hard to find people, as well as two new ones who came in late the day before."I see Michael the sign guy is hard at work," Ed suggested, when he came in around 9 AM."Yes, damn guy called me.