I was smitten!We continued to make out like high school girls, kissing and giggling. It was then that I felt Sandy’s hand slide down my neck and beg...n unbuttoning my blouse. I was scared, as I had not been honest with her about my boy part, which was now quite erect under my skirt. While I had an obvious problem, I couldn’t stop her hands, which slid under my bra and gently caressed my sensitive nipples. Sandy’s touch caused my nipples to harden and protrude. I kissed her back, passionately,. Tricia thinks I should give him a second chance. I don't." I'm with you. I think you should totally forget Timmy and concentrate on me."When we got to my condo she said, "I'm flying out tomorrow so you need to give me enough to hold me for a while. Are you up to it?"We did it all. She blew me, I ate her. We made love missionary style and then went sixty-nine and followed that with anal in the doggie position. I washed my cock and we cuddled while she fondled me until I was able to do one more. In a moment of foresight, she’d hidden it elsewhere. After we fled, it turned out that search warrants were issued and the convent was turned upside down in an effort to find information about Bobby. Her safe had been searched.We didn’t even have to leave her cell. She plucked a crucifix off the wall and handed it to me. It was made of wood, beautifully carved.“It’s in the bottom, on the back,” she said. “I carved a hole for it and then put putty over it. I stained it so no one could tell,” she. It hadn't truly been that loud but it had been enough to snap away the scene from her fevered brain. She had completely forgotten that her sub was in the kitchen for a lull in her punishment. The faint noises of cleaning coming from the kitchen had interrupted her interest in the raunchy novel and she was somewhat irked by this fact. Marion was thinking of ways to remedy her boredom and punish her plaything without having to say why when an idea occurred to her that curled the corners of her.