I wrapped my hands around it, jerked it, kissed it, licked it and even bite it a little. I played with as if I was a small kid and I had got a new lit...le toy.Then he told me to kneel on the floor. I was a little reluctant to do it so he picked me and put me on floor. Then told me again to kneel, then I did.Then he told me to open my mouth and wrap my lips around his cock. Then he mouth fucked me hard. He was calling me dirty names while doing it and he was also telling me wrap the lips tight. , round and firm. She looked back over her shoulder at me, and our eyes met. ''Switch,'' she said in a stern yet sexy voice. I knew exactly what she was talking about. I placed the head of my cock against her pussy again. Making it wet with her juices, then moved it up against her soft ass. I slowly slipped the head in her. She was so tight it made me pause for a moment to let her get use to it. I began to insert more and more of my cock up her ass. Once my full length was inside her I began. “So, what is it? No luck with the dry spell?” Jenna put her right in the deep end. Sarah felt her cheeks redden, and a grin started to pull at the edge of her lips. “You did!? About time! How was it? I want details!” Jenna always wanted details. Sarah shook her head, not trusting herself to talk; she didn’t want to say it out loud. “Well, you clearly got something last night; if only you could see your face,” she giggled “ohhhh, it wasn’t Jason was it? Who? What have you done?” She had hit the. ..”I held her, letting her cry onto my shoulder. Her tears were hot and wet, soaking through my torn shirt. The pain from my wounds faded as my power repaired the damage. All the grief and fear poured out of the nun. She was incoherent for a few minutes, her cries transforming into a keening wail.I understood this grief. Nuns were often close with their monks. She maybe grieving a lover as well as a partner. And I understood grief. I didn't rush her. I let her cry until she was ready to speak.