I took of her bra and took a nipple in my mouth and began to slightly nibble on it. With each pinch, she moaned. “Drew, you have no idea how long I ...ave wanted this.” I replied, “You have no idea how many times I have dreamed of this.” I turned her around and allowed her to rub her amazing ass to rub up against my dick. This girl really knew how to get a guy going. I could clearly tell she was fighting to be the dominant one, but there was no way in hell I would let her fuck me after how many. For nuns, at least nuns working in a place like St. Clementine's, watching the kids like a hawk is their job.So you would have thought that, when Francine broke down sobbing and confessed that she was a slut, and had fallen off the wagon, the reaction of the girls was not at all what Francine expected.Of course there was more to it than the rather glib description I have provided above. In fact, the girls (and Bob) got the whole sordid story, clear back to what happened on the wrestling mats at. The company had arranged for a realtor to show us some homes that they thought we might be interested in. The woman who came to our place asked us what we were looking for and then drove us around to see what they had to offer. Every one of the homes was spectacular in their own way. The price tags were very high, but my new position came with a healthy raise over my previous salary, so we were able to afford them all. There were a couple that caught Susan's eye. She and the realtor talked at. "I hope my serve has met with your pleasure Sir, welcome." I took up the glass in my hand, my eyes, one more time, scanning over this kneeling beauty. I didn't know what to say, so I just smiled at her. She held her position, and didn't move a muscle. I glanced over at Chantelle who was now looking at me and smiling. "You say, 'thank you for your serve Josephine' or something like that." I smiled back and nodded to her. Turning back to Josephine I said, "thank you for a truly beautiful serve.