.." she mumbled, kneeling down again and studying someof the objects.At first she had dismissed some of the larger pieces as mere jewelry,but as her e...es had darted across the ancient frescoes adorning thewalls here (and back at the main temple chamber) Cael realized that someof them were probably ceremonial outfits worn by the ancient priestessesof the temple. She didn't know what god or goddess or spirit had beenworshipped here, but surely they wouldn't mind who appropriated thedress of their. The rest seeped and dripped down on my shaking hand. It had been years since I came that hard.I fell backward, as my muscles released, against the counter and closed my eyes. Then I felt her. Opening my eyes, I saw the single most erotic sight of my life: Aim tentatively touching her tongue to my hand, licking what had dripped there. She still had my cum on her cheek as she cleaned my hand, and then tongued my cock of every drop. Sucking my slowly softening cock entirely in her mouth. She. With your help of course!" I replied as I spread the nun's legs, trying to expose her glistening wet pussy. Sister Anne pulled her hands away, gently reminding Marie that the object of the nights get-together was to experience a man's touch. Sister Marie relaxed enough to let me guide my stiff prick to the entrance of her pussy, teasing it with the head of my cock. After only a few seconds of smearing her essence against her clit with the crown of my cock, she said, "Oh God, please..please fuck. Which I hope gives you another incentive to adapt as quickly asyou can." All right, Sharon. I'll do my best to ... adapt." Good. Like I said, I'll help all I can, as will Doc Samson, and BlackWidow."The next couple of days were busy ones for the transformed Avenger, ashe slowly adapted and improved, and he was present for Nomad when heawoke to help him as well.But then the time for adapting ran out.Nick Fury called the transformed Avenger to the bridge, and then whenshe arrived, he said, "We.