.........................At nine o'clock on the dot Maria presented herself out side Mother Superiors office which also served as a bedroom and the do...r was already open. Dressed in her simple smock and leather sandals and with a feeling of impending doom she looked inside and saw that two girls were already bent over, on top of the desk with their bottoms bared and legs lewdly spread concealing nothing of the femininity such as it was whilst Mother Bernadette was caning each of the girls. Six. Kristy slid her fingers back down, and this time penetrated her pussy with two fingers. Again, she drew her dripping fingers up to her clit.She placed her middle finger on one side of her clit, her ring finger on the other, and gently pinched her clit between them, rubbing in slow circles. She took her other hand and plunged three fingers deep her wet cunt making slurping sounds as she whimpered with pleasure. My sister moved at a steady pace, rubbing her clit and pumping her fingers in and out. We talked, wondering if everyone was safe, still shocked at how fast our evening hangout had been submerged.After a while, Onyx pointed to a photo on my mantel. “She's hot. Who is she?”“That's Maria, my wife.”“Where's she tonight?”“In the den, in an urn on the windowsill so she can see the garden. Pancreatic cancer, very aggressive. I lost her about three years ago. That's the last healthy-looking picture of her. She chose it herself to use at her memorial service.”“Oh my God, that's so. "Thanks, Mr. Patterson," she said. "I was a little afraid to talk you about the rent. You've made things a lot easier for me and my friends. Thanks."Mr. Patterson touched his cheek gingerly and smiled."Thank you," he replied as he shook his head, got in his car and drove off."You know," Allie said as she watched his taillights head down the hill, "a week ago I would never thought about how much a small gesture like that might mean. Now I can see." Hell, with the drop in rent, I was about ready.