“Jake’s in there,” she explained, frightened of his earlier reaction.“That’s all right,” Frank told her, “I told him I’d kill him if h... didn’t behave.”Béla looked up into Frank’s face. He looked down at her.“You’ve always been so good to me,” she said softly, “and I’ve let you down so badly.”She hugged him tightly for a moment. Frank wished she still loved him, but now, finally, he had a girl to love who did love him. He guided Béla into the kitchen.“Jake, fix us something to eat, will you?”. John and Aisling walked around the room looking at the exhibits and many photographs. "Wow,those Nun's look very severe dressed like that,"Aisling remarked looking at a photograph of two Nun's standing next to group of pupils. The Nun's were wearing long black habits,veils and white coifs ;they wore thick black straps around their waists and one Nun held a school ruler in her hands.Aisling noticed that this Nun had a slight smile on her lips. "Look at this," John said. Aisling stood next to him. And the boy was still hard as a rock! "You think you can handle being on top, big boy?" He certainly could. He pounded her drenched pussy while she lay on her back. She moaned and wailed as he brought her to two small orgasms before pulling out and shooting a small load on her stomach. He seemed to be running out of seed. But his messy cock still looked ready to go. She started to lick her juices and his cum off his head, and she felt some of his jizz leaking from her pussy. "Oh my God, are you. I smile in return before you bring the slip of your dress back over your leg, hiding the most delightful glimpse from sight. A thing of sheer beauty, I was spellbound. I could taste the thirst for more. More than could be quelled by the scotch alone.You reach for your small bag as a waiter walks up the gangway. The murmur of conversation continues to merge with the rickety sound of the rails beneath. Lipstick in hand you pout your lips applying a fresh layer of gloss to your delicious.