The more mature nun was possessed of a superb figure and her tits were quite upstanding like a much younger woman. He watched the gypsy mother press h...r hands all over the body of Sister Angela with great relish with no attempt to disguise her happiness at tending to the former captive’s skin in even the most delicate places.To opine that Sir Robert was seriously aroused would be an understatement at this critical point of his manly relationships with members of the opposite sex.He. A note was on the coat closest from Marisa explaining that she waited up but got too tired and went to bed. Then it directed me as to "where on the computer I could find the videos she loaded." Wait a moment I thought. Videos! As in more than one. I checked on Marisa and she was sound asleep in bed. Getting something to drink I sat down in front of the computer and opened the first file.The video began with Marisa setting up the camera working to get a good angle so she could get a full view of. As I dealt the cards with my shaking hands, I couldn’t tell you what my husband was thinking. His face, registering surprise at first that I was actually following through with this game, soon morphed into amusement. I loved that after all these years, I had surprised him. Moreover, I had surprised myself. Maybe ‘surprised’ isn’t the right word – more like shocked myself.The betting of clothes began. And I prayed I would win this first hand, but of course Pauli won. Damn. The bet had been. ‘You will drink my piss, every time I need to pee, you will drink it from my cock, no matter where we are you will drink it, and after you will lick my cock clean.’ I nodded, I had no choice, he was bigger, stronger, a real man, I was inferior, pathetic. He pushed his cock into my mouth, I wrapped my lips around it, he smelt so good, musky, manly, I looked into his eyes, he smiled, moaned a little, then my mouth started filling up with his pee, I swallowed and kept swallowing, so much, there.