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She panted with a soft smile. Katherine smirk chinese and reached a hand around Ethan giving him a squeeze as a way of telling him he'd done a job well done, "I'm glad you loved it..." Priscilla nodded and her smile broadened a little, "Y-you can go back to your room now... I have no further questions..." Ethan, feeling a wave of pussy relief step through him beamed brightly and made to stand, but Katherine kept him knelt where he was. "Oooh? We can go back to our room now can we?" Katherine asked, raising a delicate eyebrow. Priscilla nodded once, "Y-yes?" Katherine glanced back to Ethan, then again to Priscilla and grinned, "But you haven't seen to me and Ethan yet." Priscilla blushed brightly, "O-oh I couldn't... Not both of you I mean, I mean my mouth would get sore..." Katherine laughed softly and patted Ethan on the back, "You hear that Ethan? She wants you to take her ass." "I-!" Priscilla started asian but was interrupted by Katherine continuing to speak as she stood up. "Shh shh, you'll enjoy it. Trust me." Priscilla hesitated for a moment, but nodded. She did trust Katherine, and she supposed it was only fair she helped get these two off, though she worried for the pale cheeks of her ass. "H-how... On my knees or my back?" She asked gently. japan "On your knees, like you're worshipping." Katherine grinned gently as she followed Priscilla and Ethan both onto the bed which creaked under their combined weight. Priscilla kneeled between the two of them, her back to Ethan and placed her hands on thighs but looked curiously up at Katherine as she shook her head. "Not like you're worshipping Him, like you're worshipping cock," Katherine said, placing her hand on Priscilla's head and guiding her down until she was on her hands and knees between the two, her face at crotch level with Katherine's bulging habit. For a moment, when the room was filled with an awkward moment of silence as both Ethan raised Priscilla's skirts and Katherine her own, she got to consider just what she had landed herself into, she wondered if this was truly alright in the eyes of the Almighty. She had been taught that lust was japanese a temptation to sin, that it led one down a path of indulgence and evil. But she didn't feel that, she didn't feel evil, she didn't even feel bad. She just felt pleasure, love, kindness and the desire to give that feeling to others. How could that be wrong? Before any answers had presented themselves she felt a pair of hands on her now bare cheeks and felt her attention and focus drawn to a steely length before her. She blushed and gasped at the size of the length in front of her, but Katherine, feeling impatient for pleasure saw this as both an opportunity and an invitation, resting a hand atop Priscilla's head and guiding her cock forward, pushing it into the nuns open mouth and filling it with her own needy cock. "Suck it Sister..." she urged and bit her lip as she felt Priscilla's lips close around her length, beginning to suck and move up and down, guided by Katherine's hand. Ethan for his part was squeezing her full ass with one hand, biting his lip and definitely staring as he freed his hard cock with the other, enjoying how bubbly her cheeks were and how, where he would expect to see a juicy pussy, he saw instead a heavy, slightly drooping pair of balls. He spat into his hand and massaged the spit into his cock before wetting a finger and pushing it slowly into the nun's waiting star, causing her to clench up tight around his finger and for her to whimper loudly around Katherine's cock. "Shh Sister dearest, that's just his finger... Tell me.” I had a little spasm and looked in his smiling eyes…”My cunt, Mr. Emerson.” “You’re a good girl,” he said and played with my cunt lips. She replied, “Look, all I’m saying is that I’d appreciate it if you look at me eye to eye when we talk, just like I do with you.” She was not asian falling for my excuses. She wiggled her cute ass at me and the three of us drifted back to sleep. "Cunt!" "I'll do that." the best ever.” "Well, japanese that would be nice, but no, I was just asking," I said. She didn’t have time to pussy stop her attack, nor a chance of parrying a blow of such force. With a calm and chinese business-like efficiency, the bald slave moved around the crosses, standing on tiptoe to tighten the leather cuffs around the women’s wrists. It was two days later when I decided to set the hook on Paul, even more than I had already. The crazy thing was japan that when I gave my skirt to Ryan no one noticed that I was naked.