To the front, a phalanx of pyramid yews trimmed obsessively to almost geometrical perfection guarded the approach; to the rear, an idyllic Italianesqu... cloister garden, complete with ornate stone water fountains, created a mystical, almost magical, ambience. After classes, many of the sisters would spend their time there in quiet contemplation, although this particular piece of man-made heaven was strictly out-of-bounds to the students. Of course, girls will be girls. From the outset it was. I know we've all been under a lot of stress... and with your illness... anyway, I'm sure we can figure this out. I'm going to call a man I know tomorrow. He's a therapist. I want you to talk to him. Joan, too." I'll talk to him, if you want me to," Sam agreed quietly. "But there isn't anything wrong with us." Isn't... !" Caroline stopped herself. "I think you'd better stay in your room tonight. Are you hungry? I can bring you something." I'm all right," Sam said. "I'll stay in here." Well.... I was screaming, moaning in his ears, enjoying our pleasure. With an hard stroke he putted the whole dick inside me: I knew what was happening. Without realizing it I was under his wet body, I was in his possession. He squeezed me while he was fucking me. I loved that, I was his slut, I was feeling like a slut, he made me feel like his slut, I need to be his slut. He was enjoying that vision, satisfied. He bring me to the orgasm with his stroke, with his shot, with his strength. My orgasm was. He punched a speed dial on his phone and growled, "Report," after it was answered."Si Patron," the voice said. "They are building up their defenses at the old man's hacienda as if everyone were hiding there. I found out this morning that Rizzo, his family, and his inner circle left and will hide at one of his farms. They ran like cowards to let their men face your anger," the voice said."Where can I find the farm and how many defenders are there?" Carlos demanded in a voice that sounded like.