The Reverand Mother handed one of the paddles to Sr.Severia who accepted the paddle with a clear sign of satisfaction on her face,she stared at Lorrin... with a strange look,Lorraine guessed that the nun was getting some sexual enjoyment out of what she would be doing to Lorraine. "Bend over the table Lorraine,both Sr.Severia and myself will paddle you,"Reverand Mother said."Please,Reverand Mother,I promise I won't do it again,"was all Lorraine could come up with as she stared at the two. How they fit,what the different kinds do, how to take them off." These are your moves," Laine hazarded. "Are you hitting on me?" I already told you no." That's OK," Laine replied. "You're really not my type." Turning me down, eh? Too trashy, I suppose," Linda said. "And you,too wholesome for me." That isn't what I meant--" Of course it is. I'm not taking offense. Those are the words you'duse. I call it hot and cold. Girls like you are never a good fuck.But most guys will beat their. I was doing anything I could to fight cuming for as long as possible. It was to no avail. Her smooth warm fingers had won. My stomach tightened as my body shook. Susan continued stroking as I felt my cock exploding in her hands. My cum erupted like lava from a volcano. Over and over I pumped my hot creamy load onto Susan. I watched as it first splashed against her cheek and ran down her face. Another load found its mark on her neck. A few more loads landed on her top over her tits. Fittingly,. ’ ‘Tres bien, chérie. I must confess though, that I am not cooking it and it is kind of a working dinner if you don’t mind idle chatter with a friend of mine while I fix whatever she has broken. Monique, the lady I was talking to when you came out of the bedroom, runs a small business, lives just outside the city, and is one of those people around whom technology ceases to function on an alarmingly regular basis. Either that, or she is using it as an excuse to get me out to try her latest.