"The one stud moved behind her, pulling the nun's hands back behind her and strapping her wrists to one of the bench's legs. The thongs cut cruelly in...o the sore area of her flesh, making her groan and swallow. Testing the strength of the leather, Sister Mary Katherine found she couldn't raise her shoulders.Her head moved up with great difficulty. Her immediate field of vision was occupied by her tits."What... what's happening here?" she whispered, dreading a response.Jack did not answer her.. So if you don’t take that cock you’re pressing against me and fuck me with it right now, I will never forgive you.’ Sophie’s voice was steady, only her hands betrayed her, fluttering where they lay on his chest. Now it was Cole’s turn to go numb. ‘You love me, ‘ he echoed. ‘Yes.’ ‘Me.’ Her hands clutched at him. ‘You.’ ‘And you want my cock.’ ‘Oh yes,’ she vowed. Now he kissed her again, vulnerable, hungry, revelling in the sweet lushness of her mouth, groaning when her tongue eased past. I promise I won’t be a distraction except when we’re discussing your work. You won’t even know I’m here. I’m disciplined when I’m working. You know that. Come on, let me stay.” She put her hands together in front of her as if she were praying. “Please. It will really help me.” Jason sighed deeply, something he frequently did. He closed his eyes and thought about her idea. He knew he should reject it, but then remembered his philosophy to say “yes” to whatever presented itself, and to “go with. I dint have intension to hurt you.I dint talk. Lying is same position. She suddenly got up and went to bathroom and brought coconut oil.Me: Whats this aunty?Aunty: Coconut oil maddu. You feel cool in that pinched area. Let me applyMe: Oh its ok auntyShe was not in the position to listen to me as she had guilt. She applied with her fingersMe: Auntyyy my tshirtAunty: Whats there, remove it. So that it will not get stainI just took that t shirt and she applied that pinched place which was below.