It only took a few strokes before I came, hard, all over her hand. She grabbed a towel and cleaned up the mess. Then she hugged me, melting into my ar...s as she kissed me. I touched her labia. Her cunt was slick, and it wasn't just the oil. I took a chance and slipped a finger up her cunt. She giggled, but didn't protest, so I finger-fucked her right there as we were standing up. And then it was her turn to cum. I didn't realize how much she was turned on, but the experience of keeping two. One day we were talking about her body whilst lying in bed. As I stroked her mound and her cunt lips she said "I've never seen a cunt like mine in all the magazines and videos and photos that I've seen. Don't you think its something special?" "There is no doubt of that at all" I replied, adding "and its not just how it looks but what you do with it that matters. Not only does it look as if it is built for fucking but it really is so juicy and such a good fuck."We had in the past often. He slid all the way out of me and popped back in with his swollen head. It had gotten even bigger. I started to let go and let my moans out when the washer stopped. “Start it over.” I panted. “What?” “Start it over so they can’t hear us!” I demanded. He slid a hand off of my hip, started the washer up again and then slid it back on. The room was getting even hotter and sweat was all over my face, neck and breasts. I needed out. But this was too good. He then turned me around, sat me. I would disown you, too, but my job is to correct and forgive. But believe you me, if either one of you ever does anything close to what you did today, I’ll see to it you never set foot in this school again, and I don’t care how close to graduation you are. Is that understood?”We said “Yes, Sister” in unison.“Now get home.”Eddie and I walked off together. He waited until we were across the street, and the convent was out of slight, before he said, “I wonder if we got anybody out of Purgatory.