–Всъщност и преди да станат мъже, момчетата са си кандидат-прасета, разликата е мн...ого малка… Затова много трябва да внимаваш с тях! Те ще искат да правят разни мръсни работи с теб по купоните и из разните му там, тъмни ъгълчета… - Леля Поли не спираше да говори, а аз се чудех дали да не я прекъсна, за да й съобщя, че вече съм правила “разните му, мръсни работи”, с две-три “кандидат-прасета”. Реших, все пак, че ще е по-добре да си замълча, предвид войнственото й настроение…-А сега ще ти преподам. She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her habit to open and reveal a lovely leg.The priest had a look and nearly had an accident. After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg.The nun looked at him and immediately said: “Father, remember Psalm 129?”The priest was flustered and apologized profusely. He forced himself to remove his hand.Changing gear, he let his hand slide up her leg again.The nun once again said: “Father, Psalm 129?”Once again the priest apologized,. " Tyrir grinned and kissed her again. "If I may, should I prepare a bath and dinner?" "Sounds good. Thank you." And with that she gathered her removed articles of clothing and excused herself from his room. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Maybe it was fifteen or twenty minutes before Tyrir regained himself. He sat up at the edge of his bed and undid the straps holding his boots to his feet and tossed them near the small bedside table, then put. After what seemed like two hours of constant rubbing and grinding, Mistress and victim were on the verge of their first bonding experience, as the first wave of an orgasm was slowly approaching. This meant that the Mistress would have to press down a bit harder, cutting off her air for a bit, and Sasha gave an understanding moan when she was told so. Being the ever skilled Mistress, the grinding was done in a way in which the victim never felt any pain at all, and the resultant orgasm caused.