Jess was standing with her back to the window and facing me on the bed but I don’t think her eyes were focused on anything as they kept rolling back...as she would moan. Every time Sarah’s fingers would brush over her pussy, her hips would push forward, trying to increase the pressure of the touch. Sarah was driving her crazy and me too in the process. I undid my pants and slid them off my legs. The relief was amazing and it was delightful to have my cock out in the open air again. I went to give. Well, you get the idea.And she knew it. She freaking knew it. She knew I want home and jacked off to her every move, every outfit. She would peak at my semi-boner all of the time. I once made the mistake of wearing boxer shorts and my hard on got a little too strong while I was watching her--eating some frosting off the top of cupcake. I just got so freaking turned on. I was debating moving on--this was just to much torment for a twenty something horn dog like myself to deal with...I just had. The other three awaiting their turn over the Mother Superior's knee, could see a look of satisfaction,and some longing on the face of the Nun as she continued to bring her hand down on the bare,firm bottom over her lap. All those who went over mother Superior's knee were left in no doubt that she enjoyed spanking,she always spent a few moments groping the bare bottoms of those who were unfortunate enough to end up over her knee. Next it was the turn of Paula,who cried almost immediately upon. That makes three times this week. What you going to do about it? And once I've sent this, I'm going up there to give her a repeat performance. Though if the stupid little cunt doesn't stop with her crying, I might have to teach her another lesson before going down on her.Paul. (And that's with a capital 'P', thank you!)TO - MasterFROM - Night Nursei guess that i owe you an apology as well as an explanation regarding the message you will have received yesterday.i wasn't expecting Paul to call.