[redacted] convent wasn’t explained. This convent, however, was not designed for raising children, so I had to live in the same conditions as the si...ters lived. Each Sister had her own room, or “cell” and because trials and tribulations are good for the soul, they don’t have a lot of frills ... like what Sister Olivia says are beds with soft mattresses and things like that.So I live like a nun. Big whoop. Since I have no idea how other people live, I guess I’m not missing much. Though a soft. He kept his pace slow at first despite her hips urging him to move faster and harder. He made love to her mouth, his tongue matching the movements of his hips. Her wonderful body moved in time with his, matching him stroke for stroke, urging him to take his pleasure. With these next words from her, Candy learned to "be careful what you wish for". She looked at him wild-eyed. "Take me as deep and as hard and as rough as you can." He lifted her lean, long body off of the mattress, suspending her. "He's pulled away from the kissing and his back is now bent right up and his arms are straight out holding him like that. He seems to be pushing really hard at Mum, his cock must be a long way in her - I wonder how it fits. Mums digging her fingers in his back and I can see the scratch marks she's made, I wonder if she is trying to get him off her?" My cock was as hard as could be and I was pressing it against the ground. It felt great doing this. Julie was panting in my ear and she sounded. I let my response tail off in a way to let them think that I could be giving my tacit approval, as I closed my eyes and answered, “Everything that Leonard and Bill have done feels so good so far, so I guess that ….”My eyes were still closed, as I was moaning and writhing to the feeling of the men sucking my breasts like I was in a lustful trance. That’s when I felt the men’s fingers reach my pussy, and they began to rub my slit and thick outer labia, as I moaned even louder at their touch. Then.