My son groaned in delight as he twisted my nubs. Electricity shot down to my cunt. My flesh clamped down hard on his dick. His face contorted as I wor...ed my tight pussy up and down his thick cock. He tweaked my nipples. Played with them. My nubs tingled, feeding my orgasm. I rode my son harder. Faster. I slammed down him, taking him to the hilt over and over again. I reveled in impaling my twat down him as he twisted my nipples. It was so incredible. “Mommy!” he groaned.“Yes, yes, you're going. The nurse on the other side would complete the paperwork and put one sticker onto a plastic container. When the donor was ready they could open the small hatch on the wall of the booth opposite the door into the booth and if they put their cock through it a nurse would stroke their cock and collect the cum in a plastic container. The nurses were in a long room so they could see any cock that came through a hole and could watch each other milking a cock. When news spread that as a sperm donor. Bill, having been briefed by Sid on the conditions at the mountain top home was prepared to meet the two girls, but he was flabbergasted at their delicate beauty, sexually arousing gestures and the way they were blatantly stroking and fondling him. Bill was to be their live in tutor and was an accredited teacher who had been fired for molesting a young girl in his classes. He was thankful he didnt have to serve any time in jail for it. She had been just sixteen. Now he had two slightly older. You know,tonight. I just saw the roster." Her voice sounded uncertain, yet with anundercurrent of anticipation.Ryan would dearly have liked to leave it there. But he really couldn't.Keeping onside with the other novices was important. Not just because ifthe time came to escape - or when, he told himself firmly - he might needhelp from one of them. But also because of what they could do to put himin the bad books of the women who ran the convent. He already had enoughexperience of being punished.