Her toes juggled my balls as my cock rocked between her insteps, the head nestled between her ankles. She turned her soles together, pinching my ball... between her toes, grasping the shaft between her arches, rubbing her heels together over the tip.My balls tightened and she grabbed at them harder, kneading them between her toes. My breathing was erratic, and I began to gasp and moan. A torrent of cum was welling up form my balls. She pulled her feet back, and positioned them so my cock head. I wondered if she heard my question. Was she asleep? "It tells me you would like to wipe the slate clean but you can't. If you could you would rub my back and make the goose bumps disappear. You would rub the cheeks of my ass and make me forget. But you can't do that. Keep your hand there to remind me that you care." That's deep," I said as soberly as I could, afraid that a snicker would generate heat and thereby make her more comfortable."It's not deep. It's just the way I feel right now. By. She tasted of Sister Anne, whom she had been eating while Sister Marie and I had been fucking. The discomfort in my loins was quickly soothed and my penis began to grow again in answer to Sister Anne's expert cock sucking skills.Sister Katherine turned her attention to Sister Marie, latching onto her drooling pussy, drinking the combination of honey and semen, first licking, then sucking the syrup from the deep folds of her fellow cleric.When she was satisfied that I had regained my full. In an uneven voice Cindy asked, “So you would seriously have a guy dressed as a bum put a ring through my clit, attach a leash to it, and lead me through the streets?”Penny’s eyes widened in surprise, “That is your fantasy? Well we could do that. Tiffany didn’t tell us the whole thing.”Cindy moaned and said, “No, I didn’t tell Tiffany the whole thing. I thought she was a prude.” Penny laughed, “I think there is more to Tiffany than you realise.”Through heavy breaths Cindy said, “She may have.