"In short order, the empty bowls of oatmeal and plates were cleared.When the doorbell rang, my bald slave scampered into the bedroom, leaving the door...open just a crack.I walked over to the door and opened it. As expected, there was a nun standing there, with Vonda behind her.She was five foot six with pale green eyes and a long narrow nose. With her habit on, it was hard to determine her exact age; but I estimated mid-thirties to early forties.She held out her hand. "Mr. Woodward, I'm Theresa. The tempo of my tongue increases as I drive two fingers deep inside her.She attempts to push me away as her inner thighs crash against my head. She grabs my head, thrusting her pussy tight against my mouth and holds it firm.“Oh, Fuck. Fuck, Fuck. I’m cumming again.”Her body tenses as she grabs a handful of my hair. She takes a deep breath. Her head is rolling from left to right. She drives her hips upward as she pulls my mouth tighter against her clit. She cries, “Oh God.” as she interlocks her. And we need to treat her as such. Okay?” he said.“Yes, sir, I understand,” she said.“Good,” he said.We were seated with the whole clan, and, with the Cabots who had also been invited. That the Cabots had been invited to Konrad’s graduation from high school seemed on the surface to conflict with Victoria’s feelings relating to not wanting to be publicly associated with convicts, ex or otherwise. I mean shades of what Henrietta and I had overheard on the night of Selena’s graduation from. She promised that she would not give Randy any opportunity to behave in any way other than in accordance with his wedding vows. Quite what Julie said to Belle during the moments that she whispered some confidences Randy could, again, only guess. Julie’s giggles at the end of the call seemed significant.“Randy, it's only one night after all, what on earth could possibly happen? Belle is being wonderful about it all saying that she trusts you without question, isn't that so sweet?”The two managed.