Instead of riding up and down, she just starting grinding her clit against my pubic bone. I reached up and grabbed one breast in each hand. Cupping th...m from the bottom, like a cup of coffee, I squeezed, hard. That’s when Catherine caught the orgasm wave, forcing her pussy down on my cock, trying to get as much cock into her as possible. Convulsions and spasms hit her like a baseball bat. She went stiff, riding my cock and her orgasm. Knowing Catherine was capable of multiple multiples; and. I had to watch every time she was whipped. But I had never felt the whip or the paddle, and the High Virgin wasn't about to anger my mother by really punishing me for such a small trespass.The door opened and High Virgin Vivian and Virgin-Superior Elizabeth walked in, both glancing at me, their faces scowling. They were both beautiful women. Like all priestesses, they preserved their youth and appeared to be about twenty-five, though I knew both were far older. The High Virgin's face was. I drove on to the storage place racking my brain thinkingof a way to do it and trying to get up enough courage to be Sheila on afull time basis. Like most cross dressers I had an terrible fear ofbeing out in public and being read. I knew I would need to get past thatfear because in my current circumstance being read was a whole lotbetter than being dead.I got back to the motel and took a long hot shower, then I went aboutshaving my entire body. In all my years of dressing I had never donethat.. ."I had to admit, this was probably my favorite view in the whole world. I was comfortably lying down with my head and shoulders resting on plush pillows. And I had Amber's gloriously naked body before me as she straddled my hips and slowly rose and fell with the grace and power of the surf breaking against a sandy beach.I could see the definition of her ab muscles as she twisted and gyrated around my pole embedded inside of her. In the brilliant afternoon light, her body glowed with a light.