With no small amount of difficulty I spun around. The annoying rubbing, it turned out, was the flapping of a veil. A brown veil of heavy cloth. A nun'... veil.Oh, she had outdone herself.Though she kept her back turned and didn't say a word, I knew it was Clarissa. Right height. Right build, from what I could tell under the habit, a loose, bulky robe that fell all the way to the floor. And just the right degree of outrageousness to the whole idea.But how was she going to do me? I figured a hand. You love this don’t you? You love being a dirty woman. Tell me how much you love me fucking your ass.”“Fuck my ass. I love it. I love being a dirty girl. I am going to cum.”And she did. She caught me off guard and stiffened up as she came. It wasn’t her loudest orgasm but it was a strong one. She seemed to stop breathing for a few seconds as she came. I did not move for fear of hurting her (and me!) and watched in amazement. When she came down a bit I asked her if she liked it.“Oh my god. I. ”“Where you taking us for breakfast, Chad?” She said.I rolled my eyes.“Oh, hell. You know that shit is expensive here, right? And I know y’all drink,” I said.They all nodded.“Damn. Oh, I forgot to ask this: how do you know Becky?” I said, tilting my head.“Oh, college. Same sorority,” Abby said.“Ooh. I did have a thing for sorority chicks. Becky and myself went to college together. I didn’t see you.” I said with an almost deviant smile.They giggled. I thought: Did I just walk into a harem. Her pussy hair was matted with cum and saliva. She was beautiful. Belinda grunted as I fully impaled her pussy. Her arms wrapped around me and we began to kiss as I fucked her. Our body smells meshed together making us more intoxicated with lust. I kissed Belinda’s neck tasting her salty flesh. We kissed deeply again exchanging the many flavors of our bodies and our sex. “I love you baby brother.” Belinda cooed “I love you too sis.” Validating her emotion. For a moment our fucking turned to.