”“Got it, Alan. And you know what? If they need our house, why don’t we just give it to them? We don’t need it anyway, anymore.”“Tina, we�...��re talking about Elise. Hard-headed. I don’t think she would accept it as a gift -- she’s kinda bull-headed about such things. But maybe we could characterize it differently. Let’s see what we can figure out.”“OK, Alan. Just call her and tell her we’re on our way in a couple of days. And Alan, we need to be thinking about some cash for her -- can we do. "Man, baby, move it, just like that. Fuck it out, you bitch!"The nun felt him ramming his cock into her. His hands tore at her nipples, then moved down to the rough, tense muscles of her ass. He picked up her butt bodily, holding her hips still while ramming his cock harder and harder into her."Uhhhhh... oh more, more," Sister Mary Katherine cried, the throbbing pulse in her cunt driving the wind from her lungs yet again."Come on, baby, work it out! Pound them hips up yeah, just like. “I like the way you dance,” he spoke over her shoulder.“Thanks. I’m better when I have a partner.”“Strangely enough, I’m the same.”They ground to the music, timidly at first but as one song became another and then another the two of them loosened up. It turned out that her new friend knew how to dance and soon had her turning, dipping, and shaking under his guidance. More than once she let out a sincere and contagious giggle. Although it only felt like minutes to them, their dancing continued. While I was smoking, we kissed and made out. I loved fondling her big Mexican American boobs and sucking her nipples, blowing cigar smoke in her cleavage. Pretty soon, she had my fly open and was going down on my dick. She’s in her mid-40’s and I’m just 50, but we enjoy acting like teenagers with raging hormones.We got up after awhile and went into her bedroom. She slipped off her negligee, while I kicked off my boots, pulled my t-shirt over my head, took off my jeans and sat down on the.