'Tell me what your mommy loves,' she asked as she hit me down there again. 'How can you make her happy?''Mommy likes her pussy licked.''That's right s...n, she does. Are you going to go down on your knees and lick your old mom's pussy?''Yes mom, yes...you know I love to serve you that way every day.''And are you going to be mommy's little toilet helper? You know mommy can't hold her wee wee like she used to.'It was a question she needn't ask. My pussy licking pleasure was always heightened when. Like I would. I laughed at myself, just thinking about it. In the room, after tipping the bellhop, I went to the window and looked outside. The overcast looked no more than one foot above my head now and looked like a pregnant blanket. It was moments away from being dark. Lights came and went in the swirling snow, I could just make out the building across the street, another motel, and another down the road. Street lights illuminated millions of snowflakes. Chad was right, it was dangerous out. ? She totally savored in breaking a boy?s will,often waiting until he broke down and cried, pleading ?please, please stop, Ican?t take any more sister!? before applying her firmest, fastest strokes.? She definitely loved hearing a bad boy cry,and if they were sent to her office, they did. Sister Josephtook special zeal in punishing a boy in front of several other females, such asa small gathering of fellow nuns, or, such as on the infrequent occasion when aboy might be remanded to the. It was wild need. He transformed himself instantly from this concerned carrying young man into a passionate lust-filled male animal needing to mate. I felt a rush of fluid in my loins. Andrew stood and drew me to my feet. We embraced and kissed with passion and want. Suddenly I was swept off my feet and he was carrying me to his bedroom. Andrew’s Story These girls have the sweetest most indirect yet upfront approachabout sex. On Wednesday Dee Dee has asked me if I wanted to relieve my tension.