She had always cliinaxed just as she was awakening, just as reality blended with the twisted images of her unconscious. But those images were no more ...izarre than the things happening to her and her fellow nuns right now.Stifling a sob, she moved to one side of the van. Drawing her knees together, she felt a tickling, burning itch plaguing her cunt. Her pussy was very hot and moist this evening.When she moved her hips even slightly, the smooth surfaces rubbed together and hot juice seeped out.. Gutierrez?” Jack queried. “Um, actually I think I’m wide open. That’s rare, but my husband’s got most of them this week. Would you like to see some other homes?”“Something like that. Plus I don’t have a car, and you do. Would you mind giving me the nickel tour along the way?” Jackson was clearly enjoying this little pistol, and she was as quick-witted as he. “Exact change only, but sure, why not? You’ve had lunch already?”“Yes, ma’am. I’m all yours.”“We’ll see about that. Okay, this house. "Would you mind if we went somewhere else?" I said."No, of course not," she said.I signaled for the waitress. I handed her a fifty and we began to make our way out, but Jennifer and mister whoever were too near the door for us not to be noticed."Harlan! I didn't see..." started Jennifer."Hi, Jen, we were just leaving; have a nice evening," I said, helping Sylvia with her coat. The man with Jennifer looked perplexed—at first—then amused. He could see something was going on, but of course he had. . fuck my ass harder! Harder!!“Forcefully crushing her head against the cold stone, he reared back until his phallus slipped free of her clutching entrance, then slammed back in as she bellowed in rapture. Over and over he exited and reentered her flesh, each traverse of her gaping sphincter met with a yelp that turned to a passionate howl at the overwhelming pleasure of his thick pillar reaming her colon. She was coming with every thrust; short, sharp shocks that jolted her innards even though.