. he tightened his grip on my hands and kept on smooching me. I loved it. This is what I had been dreaming of since 10 days! Oh boy I was loving his m...nliness.He continued to whisper.. “you think I didn’t notice what you were trying to do? Ha?” I replied with my body still breathing heavily and my hands still pinned to the door, “I still don’t think this is right, i—–” and again as I was speaking he started wildly smooching me..After 5 mins of absolutely wild smooching and tongue locking he let. The old gentleman’s fingers felt incredible. She revelled in their roughness, their skin was rough, their probing action rough. His arthritic joints were natures finest sex toy. The combination of tingling, clitoral arousal and pinching pain, that came in waves from her assaulted nipple, exploded in a powerful orgasm, which left her thighs jerking, as if she sought anybody, or anything, to penetrate her soaking cunt. The old man jerked his body and made a grunting sound. As his fingers. Does that seem simplistic to you? What you see is what you get. You are a beautiful woman and that’s a fact. You are as God made you… beautiful. Yes, I like long hair on women, and yes, I like your God given hair color very much. I will like it when it turns silver gray or white as will mine, ‘ Marie was thinking, ‘Silver gray or white, perhaps marriage is in my future,’ ‘Yes, I was attracted to Susan at one time because of her long red hair. Susan would let me brush her hair and do anything I. Their thoughts were interrupted by a door opening behind the raised platform and the appearance of the old Abbot wearing his long black habit,cowl,scapular and strap.He wore the hood of his habit up ,but his eyes from under the hood bore into them. The Abbot sat on an ornate chair and looked down at them.The Nun who sat to the Abbot's left suddenly spoke, "This is Alison and Mark,they were caught having a wicked relationship despite been joined in sacred matrimony to others,they stand before.