All of the school gathered in the auditorium and for some reason sister Mary Angela and all the other nuns were lined up on the stage. Just then, a yo...ng priest walked up on the stage. sister Mary Angela thought he looked familiar. Very familiar. She realized that she went to high school with him. Of course, it was all coming back to her now. It was little Bobby Smith. He used to hit on her constantly and one time she got so fed up with it she screamed at him and called him a pathetic little. I could feel her heat on the bottom side of my cock and I could feel the lubricant that was making her pussy side up and down on my groin.With my hands still to her sides, I helped her increase her movements and gain some rhythm. I purposely led her rocking higher and higher toward my chest. Finally, my goal was achieved. My cock popped inside her vagina. It was tight, but in 3 or 4 strokes, it was fully embedded inside her body. With it deep inside her being, she responded by wrapping her. ConnerI was so tired all this guilt was destroying me it was all my fault my mother died. I was such a jerk for taking advantage of her during my birthday even though she said she enjoyed kissing me and letting me feel her breasts.I knew she didn't want it and she just went along with what I wanted. I pestered her for all of the rest of the month and all of October by kissing her in the mornings when no one was looking I even fingered her in the hallway while we were outside Cassie's room.She. Tum bhi na!”..And smiled. Wow this was new. I was stumped. Now what is that supposed to mean? Anyway, i decided to pursue my instincts. I had not planned anything and was already regretting it. I offered her a soft drink and sat down in the chair opposite her. She was sitting on the sofa.Somehow i needed an excuse to sit besides her on the sofa. Once there i knew i could make my moves with relative ease. Meanwhile i continued talking normal stuff with her absent mindedly. And finally a.