I'm just as good as she is!No, not really.She's a Nun, a woman of the faith.Still how can she tell I just got off work?Is the smell of smoke and alcoh...l that strong?It must be, she couldn't possibly see my outfit beneath these cloths.But she knows, I just know it. The way she keeps looking at me from time to time, with that look of lowly pity... and disgust.Well what the hell does she want from me? Not everyone can be as good as she is! Not every one can be righteous and sinless. I have to pay. As he studied their beautiful faces and crowning heads of hair he let out a thunderous oath followed by a roar of laughter. Eventually he recovered his composure as a thoughtful expression crossed his face."Ha! So dees are my special cargo. My er- passengers den." Exactly captain," I agreed crisply."Ahh for Satan!" he cursed. "Vat der hell! I take dem to your country und de autorritees can sort it out when dey land." But there are no immigration formalities now," I argued. "We are still in. I had two fingers in me as my other fingers made gentle circles around and around my clit. Low soft moans were escaping from my throat as my fingers delved deeper into my cunt. My fingers on my clit were moving faster too and my thighs quivered and shook as my orgasm neared. I arched my hips up and pressed my fingers urgently on my clit. Rubbing furiously now as I started to moan out my orgasm. My fingers were flying in and out of my juice soaked cunt. I could hear the wet sucking sounds as I. I close my eyes and let the vibrations of the music from outside the room guide me in my next steps.I slowly pull off my shirt and toss it beside me on the floor. I reach behind me to undo my bra, letting my fingertips brush against the sides of my breasts as it drops. My nipples become stiff almost like the cold air is stroking my firm 44DD self into perfection. I then slide off my jeans and moist panties while a sigh escapes my lips. I'm ready.I walk over to the bed and climb onto the sheets.