I slumped into my armchair, straightened my aching legs on thetable and enjoyed the cool breeze from the air-conditioner.Then, I arched my tired back ...nd pulled back my heavy shouldersslowly. Ahhh! It felt very satisfying to stretch those rigidjoints.As I gulped down my favorite beverage, I spotted two humanshadows in one of the classrooms from the surveillance cameratelevision."Damn it!" I cursed.There went my peaceful aspect of my job, thanks to those twointruders who were making life. This was the first time a any girl had cum straight away from his massive cock and a good thre times in total.. It was a good thing, she'd be wetter now.my sister gasped loudly, composing herself and once more began to slide down his thick shaft, taking inch by inch into her tight pussy. It felt enormous inside her. So big. And there was still more to come. She closed her eyes and with an enormous effort slid the rest of his thick hard cock inside her. She screamed. It was so big. Her pussy. . shit ... am ... I ... I am ... IN LOVE!...With that revelation, he grabbed Marty and lifted her, sending his three other acolytes sprawling. As he carried Marty to the master bedroom he was followed by three grinning women. Maureen was the one brave enough to ask. "Peter could you do Martha either dog fashion or in the ass so we could help do her, please?" Marty grinned up at him and mouthed, 'ass'.As he dropped Marty on the bed, "Maur, tongue that asshole and lube her up. Molly get in there. He helped feed the sickest, most pestilential beggar, he prayed for his enemies (including Arthur, Lord Winstock). He bore no grudges, forgave all, loved all. He had one flaw, as the Abbot had said, he told the truth as it was. The Abbot once asked if he over-ate in a jest, a voice from the back said “Yes”. The Abbot could forgive that, Michael was not spiteful (and the Abbot knew he did over eat).But Abbot St John had promised to punish Brother Michael. How could he do this? A whipping would.