The truth was that that she was completely amoral and she enjoyed men, women and anything in between especially if it was a business transaction and n...t some flight of fancy caused by too much booze or a sense of loneliness that stifled her in the midnight hours. That was a special time when things seemed so complicated that she had given up on understanding the whys or the wherefores of surrendering her feminine secrets and simply went with the flow with no questions asked and none expected.At. The room was warm and all the girl's bodies glistened with sweat. "Let's give you a better view." Tripp drove me around the first row and down the aisle a few feet. Now I had eight girls stretching forward to my left and right. From this vantage point I could see how the girl's bodies were cantilevered above the stomach, solely supported by the frame. This gave easy access to their tits and mouth. The ponytail of each girl was used to support the weight of their heads.Two tubes from the pumping. I remember where he worked, and the pretty lady there I liked. But that’s about it, as far as my father goes.I’m seventeen, now, so it’s been eleven years since my dad died. All I know is there was some kind of accident and the pretty lady took care of me until I came to the convent. I remember her better than my dad, except I can’t remember her name. She held me and cried when she said my dad couldn’t come see me anymore. And she brought me to the convent at [redacted]. I’ve lived here ever. It was about 6.5 inch and only half of it went inside. She applied some force and pushed herself toward me, then at once it fully went inside and blood filled by dick. tears have again rolled down from her eyes. but this time its with pain. I have slowly and gently rubbed all those tears with my face.I have given two more stokes and fluids again rushed out of her pussy.it had lubricated all her pussy walls and she started enjoying it.We had our first time for about 10 minutes.We had lunch and.