I didn’t regret it, it gave me an amazing child, that I loved more than Stevie’s feet. Which was saying something, they were great feet. I could s...op watching her dangle her flip-flops.We were then joined by Mrs Swan, Lewis’ schoolteacher, and Stevie’s older sister. Her name was Penny, but I couldn’t think of her like that. She was always going to be Lewis’ teacher, Mrs Swan and it made it sound naughty me calling her that.Mrs Swan looked a lot different out of the stuffy school Lewis’ mother. He sat there and watched, his cock getting harder. He got up, unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out. Sister Dominic raised her head once more and saw two cocks-big, hard, long, ready to be stuck into her.The young nun thought she was hallucinating for a moment before she realized it was all too true. There were two cocks, two fat cocks meant for her. She squirmed in her bonds, not feeling the rough rope against her flesh any longer Jack was there between her legs now, pulling her outer. Funny. There was tension in the air and I got instant butterflies inside as Mom dropped her magazine and looked up, squeaking. "She said that?" uh huh." I smirked, savoring the moment.There was another pause."Well... not 'till you clean up your room young lady!" I sighed in disappointment as her old mom voice returned, as she continued."And I also need you to go through your old clothes too! We need to see what tops you've grown out of. Come with me and well try stuff on so I know what to throw. On the third visit i was nervous so asked if she could do home visits from now on, she agreed. When she came into my home, she saw my giant bookshelf, the guitars and my yoga mat and immediately complimented me and called me a renaissance man. Quickly, i found we had many things in common. We both liked Tarot, we both loved music, her piano and i guitar and we loved the same yoga instructors and more! I told her my living situation of living with my ex, she laughed and said, im not supposed to.