I slowly slipped my handunderneath and probed lightly. As they encountered the dampness, almostinstinctively my hand began to move around and around ...the slipperysurface. I was beginning to lose myself in rushes of hot and coldspasms as my head continued to snap back and forward, throwing my hairback and forth as it did. I began to moan, as my fingers discovered andthen parted my lips in search of the hidden treasure which had nowbecome part of me. They found what they were looking for, and. Perhaps, she considered, her attachment needed the constant reinforcement of being with other nuns and regular prayer. However if her faith could slip so rapidly after such a brief respite it may be that Kedi and her sister were right in saying that a religious vocation was not for her. (Chastity seemed to think that those who practised prostitution for Christ might be on to a good number, although she didn’t like the idea of not being able to veto who you made love to.) At first, Innocence. Nearly getting caught by my wife, but caught by Sarah the next door neighbor, leading into this story.It took time for Jen, Sarah and I together. Jen met me at my door, and we went to Sarah's Door. As we waited for Sarah, Jen had her hand down my pants, playing with my cock. Her hands were massaging it nice and hard. Once the door opened, Sarah saw what was going on, and stuck her hand down my pants. both ladies pulled me in to the apartment, and led me to the couch. Sarah pulled my pants off,. ” As her hands left me the waves of her arousal that had been inundating me retreated as well, leaving me with only my own arousal, which was plenty, but manageable.“Would’a been fun though!”I laughed. “I don’t doubt that for a moment. Have a great day, Angie. See you tomorrow?”“Wouldn’t miss it! I think I saw Brad on your chart for therapy today, so he should be here in about an hour or so. Work hard, and don’t jab him with that thing by accident.” She laughed at her own humor as I shook my.