.. she was wearing no panties and her pantyhose was shinning from her juices and her wet pussy lips were opened inside her pantyhose. She asked me my ...elephone number for her "patient record" and then she asked me to sit at the couch in the waiting room opposite her.After a few minutes I received in my mobile a text message from her, she asked me if I liked what she showed me. I replied "yes but I d like to see more". She replied "If you are a good boy I ll show you" and she went in the. ‘The boys could use a little exercise. Don’t you worry, no one’s going to try to get into the convent with them around.’Or try to get out, either, I decided.Sister must have agreed, because she motioned to me and we silently slid the window closed; she ran down the blinds and pulled the drapes back into place.We sat down on the edge of her bed. My mind was into complete overload: bed, nun, nude. On the other hand: dogs, Sister Margaret, my parents. Should I have been. My tongue started its journey. Her palms came on my head. She started caressing my head with both hands. I started licking the slopes of her left boob.My cock twitched in her pussy, showing that it needed some attention. While licking her boob I looked at her, she smiled and wrapped her legs around my ass. My cock penetrated deeper. I pulled it back, and pushed in again. My tongue had fully circled her left boob with saliva dripping all over her boob.I changed to right boob and took left boob. "Darling" she whispered, taking his hand and rotating it over her firm tits. "I love it when boys play with my tits."Brian couldn't believe what she'd said. The cute little red- head was actually encouraging him to mess around with her tits. Excited by her words, the feverishly aroused young man nervously cupped his hand tighter on her big lush tit, molding and squeezing it through the thin material of her blouse."Oh Brian," she whispered, once more covering his mouth with her moistly parted.