”Eddie and I walked off together. He waited until we were across the street, and the convent was out of slight, before he said, “I wonder if we go... anybody out of Purgatory when we were praying in there. Or maybe because we sinned first, it cancelled itself out.”I didn’t know what to say to that, so he went on.“What shameful thing were you thinking?”“Nothing,” I said. “I was just doodling.”“It must have been really bad.”“I don’t feel like talking about it.”“Sorry,” he said. “I can’t wait to get. Imagine my surprise,and delight,then to arrive home one warm evening and find Bernie and Carol lying together ,both in their panties,with clothing strewn around in a way that suggested a frenzied undressing.What tipped me off though was the sight of Carols hand up Bernies swollen cunt,and Bernies hands stroking Carols F cup tits.Carols eyes met mine and she mouthed that I should stay silent,and get"naked". As I peeled my shorts and shirt off,Bernie opened her eyes and I could see that she was. "I've missed you Marie," I whispered as Sis moved to get out of the car. "Maybe tonight," I added grinning, forcing her reluctant hand momentarily onto my now straining shaft before releasing her."No! I can't, I won't," she promised, but wasn't able to hide the lust, the servile hunger in her eyes.When I finally arrived in the foyer of my two-hundred year old attached brownstone, laden still with the girls luggage, I found my niece staring wide eyed into the formal living room/dining room. He held his arms up as she started to dry them. She stepped behind him and dried his back and then reached around and began to dry his chest and stomach. His body was rock hard and he smelled like cheap soap. As she made her way down his abs with the towel she noticed that the seven inches had grown to at least nine. She wrapped the towel around his cock and slowly, tenderly dried it and his balls. She knelt down to dry his legs and as she did he turned around. His dick was right in front of.