"No matter," Monsignor Flavin continued, "I am Monsignor Flavin, the Master of the College of Correction and Redemption. It is our purpose here to ens...re that you do not transgress with any of your new parishioners. The Holy Mother Church accepts that you are human and therefore sinful. What we do here is provide an outlet for the sinful part of your nature which is carefully controlled so that no scandal can arise. To that end a devout nun accepts the rôle of provider, we call her the Merciful. There was a hockey game on but we didn’t pay much attention, instead gabbing about this and that. Of course, my attention was mostly on Mandy, enjoying the sight of her in jeans and a sweatshirt as much as I did when she wore leotards. The phone rang around the end of the second period, by which point we were getting more into the game. Will got up and went out to get it. Mandy stretched and yawned. “Hope you don’t mind if I strip down a bit. It’s getting warm in here,” she said with a wink. This is what Sally had been waiting for she was yelling “yes!, yes! oh, oh yes!”, Colin must have been enjoying the close up view of my cock ramming into his wife’s grey haired saggy pussy as he took out his cock and l thought he was going to wank himself off, but instead told Sally to open her mouth and began pissing into her mouth. She was gulping down as much of Colin’s piss as she could, “see a dirty bitch” Colin her husband declared, it was getting to much for me l cried out “l’m gonna. .well, I have quite an assortment of those things...perhaps I should show them to you." My erection was now straining painfully against my pants, and she began to unbutton her robe. She pulled the straps of her nightgown off her shoulders, and exposed her bra. Her breasts looked fantastic held in by the shiny white satin fabric of her bra. "You like my boobs, don't you?", she asked. I nodded and asked her what size they were. "40 or 42C, depending on the type of bra I'm wearing," she said, "My.