She was now wearing much more revealing outfits which is completely normal for a girl her age, especially in such a hot climate here in California. I ...on’t even know if she owns anything that doesn’t reveal an erection-inducing worth of cleavage.She had gone through only a few boyfriends but none of them lasted more than six months. She knew how attractive she was and felt great about it. This really showed in the summer. On some days she wouldn’t have on anything more than a bra or swimsuit. “Go and hold her steady, let her lay over your desk again and you hold her arms.”Father David took hold of the delirious Sister’s wrists and pulled her over his desk so that she was face down with her rear pointing ready for the Bishop. “Are you ready girl?” enquired Bishop Gregory as he nudged his cock head into her opening and slicked it lightly around in the foam caused by Father Gregory’s spunk and her juices. “Oh yes Your Grace!” mewled Sister Beatrice, “please cleanse me there as Father. Of course, that was with clothes on and everything and it was just for fun and not some sort of perverted way to heighten pleasure.I felt her put her hand over mine under the water and press me in tighter so I knew she liked what I was doing and how it made her feel. After a short while, she was panting with excitement and she threw her head back over her shoulder and almost begged me to kiss her lips like I was her long-lost boyfriend making love under romantic circumstances. It was almost. If I was going to stay longer, I was going to stay right, by getting some music going. When I returned and the sounds of David Arkenstone were wafting through the apartment, I finally let myself take a good look at Tracy. She appeared to be my age, brown hair that curled around the front with her bangs and fell to the top of her shoulders. Her greenish-blue eyes were sharp in both detail and what they saw. At this point, they were watching me. Apparently, I was supposed to say something, but I.