I found out later she didn’t want to be there and was forced by her parents. Catherine was 17 and a natural blonde with curly hair, which she kept s...ort, just above shoulder length. She has very fair complexion and bright blue eyes. She used a little lipstick and mascara (the nuns were strict with make-up) and the whole thing produced a sort of elfin like effect. I gave her a good long look and let my eyes travel down to her tits. She was wearing a white blouse and her white bra was quite. She wants me to observe her while she was removing her clothes. I watched her while she was removing her clothes. She removed the flowers from her hair and throwed it on me and loosed her hair and came over me. She sat on my pennis and inserted it into her pussy and started to move up and down. After sometime I made her lay down and I was on top of her. I started to increase the pressure on her. She was holding me tightly. She was biting me on my shoulders. After some time I cum in her pussy. "Meanwhile, I think you two have some business to finish so off to your room, and, no, MP, I don't look like a witch, do I?" MP just stood there, mouth open, until I pulled her away.Once in my room I brought her to me, kissing her gently until MP pulled away abruptly. "Jeremy, how'd your mom know what happened to us and what I was thinking?" Mental telepathy, MP; we can carry on whole conversations without anyone ever having to open their mouths. Wanna try it?"MP got really serious looking like. A plate of food was put before her, and she was told to eat.She couldn’t. she was hungry, but she simply couldn’t bring herself to eat. These men had beaten and raped her, and now they were offering her food. It was all too much, as she broke into tears yet again.?She don’t like our food? one of the men said with a laugh.Even before she knew what was happening, someone grabbed her free arm and pulled it behind her, securing it to the back of the chair. Another man grabbed her head, pulling it.