Damion has a slender build and is short for his age. You could say he's effeminate, but most of the club members think he's cute. We call him a fag to...his face. It keeps him humble in Circe's sight. "You look like you were working hard out there", said Sunny in a fake sympathetic voice. "Yes, Mistress", said Damion and wiped his dripping face with one hand. "It must be very hot", Sunny continued. "It is, Mistress", he replied. "Would you like a drink of lemonade?" she asked. Both the boy and I. Her clit was now engorged and I sucked it slowly as her hips began to gyrate. When she came she was almost sitting up and screamed with pleasure. She made me stop so she could calm herself a bit. For the longest time she just looked at me and smiled. "I had hopes of sex, but this is way beyond what I expected". I just smiled.Her hand reached down and started stroking me as her head was on my chest. She moved further down and very slowly took me in her mouth a with a firmness I had not felt. She shared her bare cell with a single mattress and Sister Admonition, another nun who had abandoned the temptations of the Godless world beyond, along with her hair and clothes. Her days were spent, as were the days of all the nuns, in prayer and in the service of the convent, which required all its nuns to work so that the convent would be rewarded by the remuneration for their labours otherwise owed to the material world and which permitted the convent to continue to exist buoyed in Godly. .. somehow ... found that wormhole. We have to get to her before she passes the information to the Terrans.”Kayla had just opened her mouth to reply, when the tactical officer barked out a report.“Contact! Hostile transit detected!” A red icon glared on the plot, joined a moment later by another. “Multiple transits detected! Defense system reports Alpha strike launched!”They were nearly five light minutes from the 10 Ceti wormhole, and the battle was being waged by the automated defenses. Aaron.