“I see. So you weren’t always a good girl?” I asked.“That is none of your business,” she said with a conspirator’s smile in her voice.“O... but it is. Emily may be risking life and limb. We need to know everything, in order to be safe,” I admitted. “So what is the support group.”“It is for victims of family abuse,” she said with a little attitude in her voice.“Fair enough,” I said. “Church parking lot it is. What time?”“About 9PM,” she suggested.“Done,” I said and broke the connection.“I’ll bet. "Open your fucking mouth emily!" I said as I smacked my sister in the face. Emily obeyed and opened her mouth and I thrusted my cock down her throat. After fucking her in the mouth for a while I turned her around and fucked my sister in her tight asshole making her scream in pain and beg for mercy. but I did not let up and I continued to fuck my sister in her asshole as hard as I could, pulling her hair and smacking her in the back of the head and calling her a piece of shit whore. Now that I. ".I relent with a condition that I ride on top. At least I have some control. I take a squirt bottle of lube, coat myself and Dave and start pressing over him. To my surprise this time I covered him easily. His cockhead slid right in! I start to work him and all is going well till I hit my cervix. It was on fire, raw. Dave was good, I was rocking on his belly. About then Gus jumps on the presents me with his cock. Crud, now I have to sit straight up. With some careful wiggling around. She slipped on the boots, a perfect fit.Sister Grace reappeared carrying a tray, "You do like chicken I hope, and chipped potatoes?"Martha liked eating chicken but hated having to kill and pluck the birds that had become pets back home.Grace collected Martha's clothes. "It takes some getting used to but it's so much more healthy, I remember my tight pants used to leave horrible marks around my waist, oh yes I was young once too." Martha was intrigued, "Do all the Nuns speak English?"Grace.