”“No,” I explained, “She merely said the poor girl had a splinter from her dildo up her.” The slide slammed shut abruptly, I knocked again.... “Go away,” the nun shouted, “Before we send for the Constable.”“But sister Pious is being ravished,” I shouted.I heard the nun shout, “Sister Pious has escaped again,” then a commotion and the door was flung open and I was admitted.A somewhat dishevelled Mother Superior hurried to meet me, “What has Pious done now?” she demanded.“She said a nun needed. "What I didn't tell him was that I wanted more of that mouth on mine!Fantasizing about this moment had no prepared me for the reality. Ifelt the bones in my legs had turned to spaghetti. "Why don't you sit down and I'll get us some wine." I had to do something or I would simply collapse into his arms then andthere. He sat on the couch and I went to the kitchen for the wine. Istopped to catch my breath. Looking in the mirror I saw my lips weresmudged."I'm just going to freshen up,. I could see the tip of the cock was beginning to peek above the top of my shorts dripping with pre-cum. At this point I just did not care because it was throbbing so much. And feeling my mother work her hands around my legs and inner thigh area felt so crazy good. She turned to me and said, “It’s just way too hot.” She then pulled off her pj shirt and both her tits were now on full naked display. I could not say anything but just stare at them. She returned to rubber my legs. She rubbed. "Do you forgive me, Olivia? Can you see yourself moving past the wrong I've done and move on to the rest of our lives together?" "Of course, Cameron. If I couldn't forgive you, I wouldn't have let us get too far." "Do you trust me?" "I tend not to trust men, but I trust you more than I did any other man." "So you're okay with me going to clubs and parties as a celebrity guest?" "Yeah, I guess. I'm not going to forbid you from doing that because that's part of your job, but I think you know.