When I arrived at the nunnery I went in through the basement door just as I would if servicing the furnace. It was always unlocked. Pretty dark inside...I noted there was some light glowing from around the corner on the far side opposite end of the long line of concrete wash trays and scrub boards. I headed that way quietly.As I approached I heard voices talking softly so I crept along not wanting to be discovered before I saw who it was. Before rounding the corner I stopped to listen. They were. .. It made me feel good. What does that make me, Zoey?”“A girl who needs attention,” Zoey said. She glanced at the strip club. “So let’s go get it.”“What?” I blinked.“On stage, shaking your stuff.” She gave me a leering look, glancing down at my tits. “You got the goods, sis.”“But I’m seventeen!”“Details...” she said as she climbed out of the car. She marched around it, her big boobs bouncing in her tight, beige sweater. She opened the driver door and seized my arm. “Let’s find out what you. It was now five in the evening and if I didn’t leave soon, mom was going to be upset. I woke up Sasha to prepare to go. I just needed to know one more thing. I delayed this question, and even debated about bringing it up, but I know I would regret not asking. ‘Dad, I have to ask, why did you beat mom and are you still like that?’ I had to now. Through my youth and today as well, he never exhibited any violent behavior. I wasn’t even spanked as a child. ‘Cecilia, I’m not sure I want to answer. Angelina could feel the tightening and knew I would cum soon. She took the other hand and quickly ran her middle finger across her own labia to get lubrication, and then she used it to tease her way into my anus to stimulate my prostate. I had never had that done to me before, but as soon as that finger slipped in new and unfamiliar experiences, my ejaculation occurred before I could even warn Angelina, who fortunately expected this and needed no warning. My orgasm was not just sudden, it.