"Oh Christ!" What's the matter?" It's fucking Sister Patrice."Suzie bolted from her lap. Wendy scootered behind and peered through the front-door wind...w as the girl held the curtain open. A plump-breasted woman with short red hair, much younger than Wendy had imagined, was pacing on the sidewalk in front of the house. She glanced back at the street, then up at the roof, as though looking for something, somewhere, that could make up her mind for her.She didn't look like a nun. Wearing only a. Having had mostly vanilla relationships myself, I could relate to just how unsatisfying they can be to a person for which kink is the ultimate turn-on. She was basically an old fashioned girl. That is, she wasn’t looking for one night stands, or gang bangs, or anything that I would consider disgusting but know some enjoy. No golden showers, or licking asses, or having sex with animals for her. Instead, more along the lines of an old fashioned D/s relationship where the girl gives herself. As they kiss passionately, As the kissed Johnny pulled his mother's night clothes off so he had access to her naked body. He then grabbed and squeezed her breast, causing her to moan into his mouth. Johnny sometimes wished he remembered the first time he had touched his mother this way. the only thing he remembered is their affair had started about a year ago around his Seventeen birthday but it had started after he had first gotten in to his sister's panties. After the success he had in. ’ I sounded like a mouse. ‘What, private?’ ‘I, uh, well, I’m. . . .’ ‘Spit it out, private.’ ‘I took second at the regionals in Montana for the 100meter freestyle. I grew up swimming in creeks and ponds that are colder than that lake,’ I explained diffidently. ‘Sir.’ ‘Shut up, private,’ he snapped. ‘I won’t have you taking risks anymore. And that’s an order.’ ‘Yessir.’ Risks. Maybe I’d better not take him out in my truck, I had a feeling he wouldn’t like it. ‘Good girl,’ he praised, curling an.