I couldn't understand that the monks didn't see through this mumbo-jumbo. From his actions it was clear that he wasn't in the least interested in puri...y - on the contrary. Or were his helpers not real monks and just acted the part to create some kind of an illusion? I never reached a conclusion on this question.The first time the Marquis called for me was still on the day of my arrival - or was it already the morning of the next day? A monk I hadn't met before came to my cell and ordered me to. This way he was in her deeper than ever before, almost paralyzing her with sensation. She felt the huge dong buck and jerk up inside her and then she felt the wet heat as he spurted into her juicy cunt."Yes ... Ooohhh yesss Father ... Give it to me ... Give it all to me..." she urged as she writhed on the spitting fleshpole and milked him with a skill that went beyond her limited experience.When Father Murphy returned and told Brother John that they'd been given a new assignment the horny monk. Soon we started talking about our fantasies and how our ex-partners could never fulfill it.She told me that many times her ex-boyfriend would ejaculate within a few strokes of getting inside her which left her unsatisfied. She then had to finger herself to cum and sometimes ask him to lick her pussy. Then she laughingly said that due to this, he really became pro with his tongue. I planned a trip to Indore where she studied. I had so many things running in my mind on how will I seduce her and. ’ Jennifer was cardinal red again. ‘I grew up on a farm, you know.’ ‘Well, if you keep dating Mark, pretty soon one of you is going to want to fuck.’ ‘Rachel!’ ‘Look, all I’m saying is that this is all new to you, and you are both going to have ‘urges.’ This subject is going to come up between you, and maybe you ought to think about being ready for it when it does.’ Jennifer looked absolutely stunned, as though this thought had never occurred to her. ‘Mark never made the first move to try to.