Walking slowly towards the naked nun he brought it down viciously on her back a few times. Not really his thing but he felt it was expected of him, ju...t pert of the culture, and.. well it was his thing really. The nun shrieked with each stroke and Gray continued the whipping as he struggled out of his clothes.When he was finally naked the nun was wimpering and quivering with pain.Gray gave one last stroke and as she recovered he quickly pushed his cock into her pussy, going right in he thrust. Phir maine usse khada hone ko kaha and bathroom leke jaane laga kyunki ab main usse shower dene wala tha..Wo tub main khadi thi and maine apni jeans utar di and usne mera tool dekha boxers mein aur bhut khush hui.. Jo missile k jaise khada tha.. Simrat ne uske pakada aur usse jerk krne lagi..Main usse kaha thodi derr ruko darling…And maine usse pyara sa ek sponge bath diya warm water se and jab hum shower k neech khade the toh usne mujhe usse wahin fuck krne k liye bola..Maine literally uski. Just the slight swells of water in motion, a body of water briefly breached.Maybe it was that the rain had softened away, no longer pounding on the roof with such unrelent. The room would've been completely in the dark of out-in-the-country, but there was a spacious moon somewhere flooding in through the windows. And there was still a soft glow from the hearth.Soon enough I pinpointed the sense of movement as coming from Sharon. Her near arm was busy in discrete motion, though still shifting. I had never felt four hands on me before, even though I was nervous about letting them touch me, I found myself liking this too much to stop them. I looked back and forth between them. Both men were tall, and muscular from working out at the gym. They weren’t bad looking either. Greg had jet black hair and deep blue eyes. Harry had dark chestnut hair and stormy grey eyes. For a tall slender blonde, I wasn’t that bad either. My husband had a sense of knowing what kind of man I’m attracted to, he.