." he pointed to my old friend. "...I should call your parents, but this isn't Middle School. I'm not required to give a damn about any of you."Okay. ...ong story short, we all had to go home. And for some reason, we walked home together since we lived in the same neighborhood."So you really are gay?" said Joel (my friend), holding his pained face.Sighing, I said, "No. But I don't wanna talk about it right now." Oh..." he said, standing in between me and Jordan. "Well, I'm sorry about what I. I hit the batting cages and then showered. I threw on some neutral cloths and headed out the door to the diner. The ride was filled with thoughts of what might occur. I had no idea what had happened yesterday nor what was to come today. I was excited, nervous and completely terrified. I arrived at the diner on time. I entered and did not see Emma, or any of the ladies for that matter. As I looked around frantically, one of the waitresses behind the counter stepped towards me. ‘I am guessing. "I'll do what ever turns your pussy on!" I said.I was a man in trouble. I wanted to show her how much I loved her like this. I wanted to please her and to reinforce her being in control like this.I loved that another man and his cock had turned her on and gotten her so slick and that she had brought her juices home for me to lick up.I lowered my head and touched my lips to her abdomen and kissed my way down and found the top of her lips under her light bush. She scooted forward so that her. This opportunity to being used by a demanding shaft was the answer to her prayers secretly mouthed silently under her blanket almost every night.The older nun watched their copulation with panting excitement.Her name was Sister Mercy and she hadn’t been this close to a man in many a year. She was quite content to just watch the younger nun ride the huge man’s cock with an eagerness of enthusiasm that gave credit to her youth.Sister Mercy had been married for almost a full decade before joining.