The pain inside her was enormous. She was certain she would be nothing more than a bleeding wreck after the switch had been turned off. Her climax con...inued, juice splattering her itching thighs. The smell of burned flesh was an overpowering aphrodisiac."Man, she's still goin'!" Jack said.As she shuddered and jerked violently against her restraints, the young nun rolled and pitched against the bench. Faintly in the background, through the buzzing in her head, she could hear the other sisters. Soon he felt his whole body tense andIsabel's penis got a little bigger in his mouth. Even though he knewwhat to expect he wasn't prepared for either the velocity or quantity ofcum that Isabel expelled. He seem to only remember squirting 2 or 3times when he came but Isabel squirted at least 6 times and although hedid his best to swallow it all some of it came out of his mouth andlanded on his hand and Isabel's thigh. He quickly forced himself toswallow everything in his mouth before continuing. When he had eaten, Danny slumped on the sofa in front of the television, casually pulling up his shirt cuff to check if his watch had maybe started working again. Damn and blast. He'd forgotten to put it back on after his shower. Never mind, no doubt the maid would find it on the bedside table when she came in to clean the room. He would drive back tomorrow to pick it up.. Still exhausted after his afternoon exertions, Danny went to bed at 11.30 - much earlier than his normal time. He went out. " Tradition," repeated Sally with a slightly mocking edge to her voice. What did she care about tradition? She was a thoroughly modern woman who had no time for outdated fripperies at all: even though she lived in a city that was steeped in a thousand years of academic history. All around her were buildings from the nineteenth and twentieth centuries and some even older than that. She frowned and then beckoned towards the maid on duty. It was the black one with the skinny legs. "Pour the both.