Should I know her?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow."Well... you do know her. Him, actually." Huh?" Sally Collins is really Colin Salinger," she explain...d."I can't imagine why he'd ask you to keep it a secret. Lots of English professors write those kinds of books." Yeah, maybe, but there's something else." He motioned her to continue. "Uh, Professor Salinger asked me to write the next Sally Collins book with him. He thought I had a knack for writing romance." You do," Ben agreed. "Wow, that's. I hope we can do this again – I can’t believe how hot Kelly was…and Mary and I repeated everything Kelly and I did, too. When she put her arms around Mary and felt her boobs, I know Mary was shocked, me, too. I couldn’t believe my eyes when she was leaning over and I could see Mary kissing her behind! I guess she really WAS ready to experiment. Kelly sure knew how to tease, too. And she said something about wearing her nipple ring if the Queen ever invites her back…I think she will, the. I was permitted entry through the large wrought iron gates and directed inside a door to a large reception area. There was a very severe looking middle aged nun sitting behind a table which was situated on a platform so that she looked down on those being received. She looked at me from head to toe and I felt a little uneasy when I saw her lick her lips and smile a smile that was more of sexual attraction that welcoming.Another nun led me along a stone flagged corridor to a room. I was told to. I lathered my hands with the body wash, not using the soft body sponges like normal, and rubbed my hands all over her sleek body. The water made her glisten and sudsy bubbles clung to her lithe form. She grasped my breasts, squeezing them as she soaped my nipples, pinching and rolling my nipples.With a mischievous grin, she leaned down and sucked on my nipple. I groaned, shivering, pressing her against the shower wall. My hands moved lower. I had to wash her pussy. I fired so much cum into her.