I’m all too willing to submit to this feeling. This will be my first time. It’s been years since the seed was planted and first began to germina...e. Once the rain hit the first tender leaves, however, the vine hungrily wrapped itself around my mind..my body..my cock..my ass..my self. As I walk through the lobby my heart pounds the perfect, deep rhythm of excitement. I’m not turning back. I’m going to do it tonight. I see them in the booth by the bar. I’ve seen pictures of them and. "I walked," she said through chattering teeth as she bent to take off her shoes. Automatically, my gaze fixed on her ass, and I found myself admiring it as always. When she stood back up, I had to pry my eyes quickly away before she caught me. It did no good though because they immediately refocused on her breasts, which were standing out prominently against her wet t-shirt, her hard nipples clearly outlined. I finally forced my gaze up to meet hers and saw that she was grinning at me, that. Wanting to tiptoe around the issue I said "there's probably a reason, maybe stress from work". She retorted "would you let work stop you from fucking me? feel free to answer honestly.". I blushed as her question caught me off guard. " Honestly, no Mrs Garland " I replied. "Would you like to fuck me?" She enquired "... Don't pretend like you haven't been staring at my tits and wondering what they would feel like with your face pressed in between them as I ride you". The thought of it made my. The noise of her passion made meditation impossible for Innocence, but she didn’t wish to show her gladness for Sister Charity’s happiness in a more demonstrative way. The following day, the Mother Superior called Innocence to her study and surrounded by her books and the enticing image of the saintly St Mary Magdalene, she explained to Innocence that Sister Charity was to be escorted to the new Convent as it was the policy of the Order that none of the nuns should travel singly. And as Sister.