The pain must have been awful, but when their eyes met, Kristen saw only resignation.And the room. Where was it? Dim, with a pair of paschal candles p...oviding the only points of light. They stood, in brass sticks, on each side of sister’s nude body. Her chains were slung over a black pipe that seemed to run from nowhere to nowhere. Above the pipe was only darkness.Sure. They were in the convent basement. But how did she get here? Maybe she’d walked without remembering it. Or she’d been carried.. My cock jumped in appreciation and I began to relentlessly lick her.She was grinding herself against my face, which was coated in her juices, and screaming into the pillow, when her first climax hit. Not giving her spasms time to ease up, I pushed the head of my pounding rock inside her."Oh, Bob. Oh, Bob. Oh, Bob," she chanted. "Oh, Bob. Oh, Bob."Her body was moving in rhythm with her voice and I followed as her as I began to thrust deeper into her honey pot of gold liquid."Maggie?" What?" She. I fix my smile. I?m not sure what?s wrong with him today. I try not tohold the three hours it took to get ready for today against him whenhe?s obviously not interested. I thought he would be interested, buthe?s a man, and I guess he has less creative ways of wanting to payattention to me in public than I thought."Oh, okay," I say, slipping my feet out of them and setting them downnext to the box. The shop assistant does a good impersonation of notgiving a shit. I make a mental note to come back. Their tongues slashed together, the fleshy tips thrusting and parrying, a soft wet duel of the flesh. All the while, her hands ripped at his hair, raking over his body, roughly tearing at his zipper down below. Fingers fumbling, his hand found the release and the car seat lurched backwards, Emily thrashing on top of him like some wild beast on the kill. He burst free, jerking as her hand wrapped around the swollen shaft. Distantly, through the roaring in his ears, he heard a button pop, the.