" She said suductivly as she kissed the young blonde student. Working her hands down the girls chest, feeling her large breasts and felt her pussy thr...ugh the skirt and panties. Her fingers swayed under the girls skirt and then delicatly up her soft thigh and started rubbing her pussy through the soft fabric.Josey, the student, had never been touched like this before. She had grown up in the church and never did anything sinnful in her life. Feeling this "Demon from Hell" scared her and made. Now came the task of writing up our report on the work we had done and of filing it with the government agency, or to be precise of writing up eleven separate reports, one for each block of property. The students left to return to university, and there were just the three of us with the office manager who had been holding the fort for us while we were in the north country.The pace was punishing, especially since we had so many maps to draw, and Joe suggested that Christine move into the house. Then he heard a small click. Oh my God, he thought, she’s taking pictures of my whipped butt. ?Now turn around,? Tanya said. He slowly turned around to face his young student. He was right, she brought her cell phone camera close to the teacher’s, tear streamed, face and clicked off another shot. Then she held the camera a few inches from his soft cock and clicked off another. ?You’re really a wimp, aren’t you,? she said. ?You can’t even get it up.? She chuckled. ?Now, tomorrow you will. Come inside. I’ll see if Sister’s well enough to receive you.”She stepped back, and the heavy door opened wide, as if on its own. Kristen went in. The nun heaved the door shut and brushed past her, leading her into a dim foyer. The walls were covered halfway up with dark oak. The ceiling, too, was oak, deeply coffered and toothed at the edges. The rugs were spotless, but they looked old — thick and dull blue, with an indecipherable pattern of thorns and yellow flowers that twined around a faded.