The stranger was grabbing my hair, pushing me down to gag on his large member. He was enjoying this and I was, too. All of a sudden I was pulled up by...my hair and my mouth was put on the dick that was familiar to me, Cam’s dick. I was pulled over towards him and he asked me, ‘Do you like this?’ I shook my head yes and I could tell he was pleased. My blindfold stayed in place and they kept switching my mouth back and forth for almost an hour. Cam told me to stand up and then sat me on the couch.. Once in place, Sister Margaret grasped my shaft and slowly fed me to her weeping cunt, inch by glorious inch, until I felt her cervix kiss my helmet. At this point, I was overwhelmed with lust. I began thrusting my hips upward, almost trying to buck her off. It just made me sink deeper into her. my crown punching through into her ripe womb.I could see nothing but the curvature of Sister Anne's delicate ass cheeks, so I could only imagine what the two nuns were doing. I could hear them kissing. Will not do it again.We reached home, but my feelings are not controlled by her, day by day its getting increased thinking about her. Few days passed like that. I bought a new mobile and went her home to show it to her. I was sitting on a cot she sitting left to me, her right hand and right thigh are touching to my left hand. I take few selfy with her meanwhile intentionally I was taking advantage of touching her cheeks, shoulders and her tight thighs. She knows that I’m touching her and she. It had been a raucous evening and I was feeling a lot older than my chronological age of 34; more like 74. But I only had to lug a six pack of Michelob Lights into the house so I made it.I flipped the kitchen lights on and sat down at the table where we actually ate most of our meals instead of the little dining nook, which was where we were supposed to eat. I screwed the top off one Michelob and took a long swig of the deliciously cold drink and let it slide down my throat. Then another. All.