.what are you doing?” he askedHis mother laughed, “Oh did you think it was your turn to fuck my pussy? Oh no little pervert its your turn to be fu...ked.” She laughed again and told Jack his ass was all yours. Max screamed out in horror. “Nooooooo please don't do this mom. I'm sorry for what I did I promise ill never do anything like it again.”His cries and please did him no good, a second later he felt the most excruciating pain he had ever felt as the man shoved his cock deep into Max's ass. He. "Oh yes! yes!" she gasped as inched in deeper and deeper.Then once I was most of the way inside of her, I began to rock back and forth, and we both moaned and began breathing heavily, as we slowly fucked."Oh Mr Jones! Mr Jones!" she moaned lying back and taking my cock.As I gently fucked her, enjoying the feeling of another young strange pussy around my hard cock, I found myself reaching out to her blouse, and quickly began undoing her buttons.She eagerly began to help me, and then together we. Subsequently, the Mother Superior would eat the new nun’s pussy or otherwise fuck her while the new nun whispered softly ‘No, please Mother Superior, stop! This is a sin…” My girlfriend and I burst out laughing. I returned to typing on my laptop, the salacious story forgotten.A few days later, I was sitting on my bed, my legs spread wide apart while my girlfriend thumbed at my clitoris when I remembered! So I stifled a moan, giggled and said ‘Oh no, Mother Superior! Please don’t do thaaaat!”. I. Man, am I pissed! My clothes aren't all that clean, normally, but even I stop short at sporting dried mud all over my shirt and pants. Anyway, there I was, lying face down in the mud when something shiny catches my eye. It looks like a brass pot or urn, and it's covered with all kinds of engraving. Shit, maybe the thing is worth something, so I pick it up.There I was, standing there covered with mud and holding my fishing pole in one hand and that stupid urn in the other. I looked down at my.