Johnny and I pulled in at about 1:15am. The snow was deep and the road department couldn't keep up with it. The roads were almost impassable and Johnn... lived twenty minutes away on a clear day. Mom said, "Johnny, you can't drive in this. Please call your Mother, I know it's late but you can stay in the guest bedroom. I'll talk to her if you want". Johnny made the call, and my mom talked to Johnny's mom and everything was ok. Johnny's mom thanked her for calling and although it was late... the. All it took was a pretend veil she had made by laying a pillowcase across her crown and tucking the corners behind her neck. She looked at herself in her dresser mirror. Her hands were folded in prayer, with her fingertips touching her chin, and her sharp breasts peeked around her forearms. Except for the veil and her gold cross, she was naked.“Sister Patrice,” she said, “I’m ready for my test.”She crossed herself with her right hand and with the fingers of her left combed the soft curls of her. "This feels good?" Oh God yes!" I cried. And as if to prove it my cock twitchedextra hard, making such a scene that it drew her gaze back downas she pondered our situation.She was breathing deep now as she watched my cock twitch in theair slapping my stomach. She raised her hand, leaving thewashcloth on my leg and drew her fingers up across the inside ofmy thigh, then over my balls and finally, slowly, up theunderside of my cock. I gasped and moaned as my head fell backin rapture as she wrapped. “Why?” I asked. “My husband wont let me get my lips close to his erection, we only do “Missionary” even then not often because of this back, his fingers won't get close to my v.g.! “Well now, you are telling a lot more than I need to be aware of , don't you think?” I asked. “No, not at all, you see I want you to demonstrate all those things with ME!, she stated. You could have knocked me over with a feather upon hearing her idea. “Come on now that wouldn't be right!” “It would be just for my.