That was so thrilling to her that she came very close to cumming yet again. As her lips slid and her tongue wiggled against her son's shaft, she thoug...t, Dear Lord, please forgive me, but I can't help myself! How can I resist the siren call to drop to my knees?! It's like I belong here, with my son's cock pounding into my mouth! If only I could take my nightie off, but my hands have better things to do. Thank goodness I'm wearing high heels, at least!While wild electric shocks of pleasure shot. The boy had an oversized cock that delighted the audience and Sister Veronica could see the nun from Tijuana was on that final homestretch to a happy ending with a fantastic orgasm that would bring down the house with her screams of pure joy.She went over to Father Andre and told him to follow her to one of the private rooms in the back where the girl gave a private fifteen minute performance for additional fees that were calculated on the depth of depravity required for a happy ending for the. A truck driver in an eighteen-wheeler blasted his horn as the truck flew by. That's when he noticed he was traveling at 45 miles an hour. He stepped on the accelerator, moved his vehicle up to 75, and tried to think of other things, succeeding for about an hour.The daydream returned, though, and instead of slowing down, he pulled off at a rest stop, staying well away from the other parked vehicles. He took out his engorged dick and stroked it as the fantasy developed. Near the end, the ritual. Elizabeth's head shot back as the leaves slid between her thighs, the stem floating along the meeting of her folded flesh. Her scream tore at her throat and took her breath. The terrible and insidious pain of the nettle stings on her labia swept inwards, eclipsing all of her other stinging aches and pains. On and on, inescapable, driving her mad with the urge to fiercely rub at the horrible stinging.Her young body struggled to escape the terrible stinging, slender hips jerking from side to.