“Thank you”Walking into the kitchen I grab the kettle and start to fill it up.“Do you want tea?” I ask putting the kettle back on the stand an... turning it on.“Yes thanks, an I have a Black tea with…”“…Extra milk and a pinch of cinnamon, as well as a spoon of honey?” I interrupt.She laughs “You know me too well. Also maybe a dash of Bourbon?”I nod my head in approval and open my mum’s liquor cabinet.“We have Jameson whiskey or Jim bean” I say as I dig around.“Jameson thanks” She says. Phir unke muh mai daal diya todi der tak choos ne ke baad mera lund maine unke muh se nikala aur unki pait par bait gaya aur apna lund unke dono ball ke beech me rake ke breast fuck kiya unke ball ko chodthe chodte maine sara cheek unke muh pe uda diya unho ne muh apne towel ke saat saaf kiya itne mai mera lund khada hogaya aur maine ne apni psition le liya maine jaise hi apna lund unki choot mai dal na suru kiya toh woh tadapne lagi jab mai toda si dhakka mara toh mujhe malum hua ki unki seal. At sixteen she was only inher second year of the novitiate, a trainee nun who hadto bob her head to the full-fledged sisters when shemet them in the corridors of the convent or when theyentered the classroom at the start of a lesson.If she thought of herself as Sister Angela, it wasbecause her vocation to the order was so strong andcertain within her, and she was so completely sure thatwhen she finished her novitiate she would take fullvows and become a bride of Christ.In the meantime, she led. He glared at her and she tightened and released her muscles, bouncing her ass in front of him. “Come on, give it to me, daddy. You know you want to.” He groaned and stood up grabbing her by the arms and pushing her along in front of him. He led her to his room and pushed her onto his bed, pulling at her shirt and skirt, leaving her just in the white lace thong. “You need to learn who’s in control, Missy Anne.” His voice was very firm, but calm and controlled. He went to his closet and.