They were in the midst of another beautiful orgasm when the Reverend Harris entered the room silently looked at his lover's backside slamming into his...beloved wife's face. He had many sessions of spanking and fucking Marie's pretty ass because they both seemed to enjoy it best of all. Still, he had managed to impregnate her with only one session in her tightly clenched slit when his cock banged against her cervix with frenzied disregard for matters of out of wedlock procreation.It reminded him. No-one knows more about punishment than nuns and correct behaviour was enforced by pain and humiliation. All of us girls came from the sort of home where our school hols were spent under the watchful eye of our parents and there was definitely no opportunity to meet boys during term time so I am fairly certain we were all virgins. I know I was. Of course I knew the mechanics of sex and where he put his horrible thing up inside you but the thought of a boy doing that to you horrified most of us. It was time to start work. "I liked the way you dolled up last night"Clarissa hinted.Neil looked at her with faux suspicion. "I'll see what I can do."As soon as he was showered, Neil leapt into the task of dressing up. Hewore his usual maid's outfit, but put on extra petticoats, which puffedup the skirt and raised it so Clarissa could see his stocking tops.Also, he decided to forgo his usual work shoes and put on an open-toedpair with higher heels. His new longer hair presented many. She teased him on and off, a few minutes of licking, a few minutes of her rubbing her clit, fucking her pussy with her hand. Occasionally, she would stroke his rock hard member. All the time his face covered in her juices and he smell of sex in her nostrils.He was pretty helpless whilst she straddled him like this; her stockings rubbing at his sides. It was as if she’d been captured by aliens or something. His arms ached, as did most of his body, but it was a pleasure-able ache in the.