She was giving out slight moans in pleasure , after a while it got irresistible for her and pleaded me to lick her cunt. I starter with licking her pu...sy and then went for her clitoris her breath got heavy and moans louder, I didn’t care as no one was around and I buried my tongue in her love hole and started to fuck her with my tongue, I am not particularly fond of drinking pussy juices but a women won’t please you if you don’t please her, and in minutes she had an orgasm with her pussy juices. Unlike most women new to the convent, she had welcomed the stiff, formal habit she had to wear while she was teaching. It reminded her of what she was trying to do with her life now, and helped her close her mind to men in general, and Brady Hopkins in particular. It was inflexible, a mixture of subdued black, gray and white, and that comforted her, because when she had it on, she knew she could have no man. She had chosen that kind of life, but had also been sure she could never control her. Okay tell me where it hurts.” She touched the tip of my dick. I nearly shivered.“No.”“Here?” She touched my balls.“Not … really.”She touched the base of my dick.“Yeah. And more.”“Where?”“Around it … just, wait I’ll show you.”I moved her hand and made her grasp my cock. A whisper of a moan escaped my mouth but she probably thought I was in pain because she apologized. Suddenly, she squeezed it. I widened my eyes and looked at her. She had a sly smile. Just as she started stroking it, we heard my. She knew what was happening, and that she was the one who had made it happen. It was exciting and she wanted it to go on and on.Of course it didn’t, and he soon began to wilt inside her hand. He didn’t stop her because it felt too good, but eventually there was nothing to stroke anymore and she reluctantly pulled her hand away. Only then did she inspect the drops of his essence on her wrist and hand. She sniffed, but detected no odor. She knew girls claimed to have tasted this stuff. She’d.