I like it.”She stood from the bed and walked to me in the doorway. She reached up before I knew it and kissed me on my lips. It wasn’t a peck, but... a slow kiss, pushing her lips between mine with some force. Then before I knew it she was unzipping my pants and pulling them down. I didn’t have the power to stop her. I hadn’t had a blow job in months. Tracy said I was too big, that I came too much, so I usually got about 2 seconds of head followed by her jacking me off until she got tired.This. They would all get swapped and passed around from one member of the family to another, all designed to keep them busy pleasuring congregants rather than planning mischief of any kind.“A little more tongue up my bum, less on my taint, okay, Sister Joyce?” Bob told his own nun, the fifty-one year old Sister Joyce.Sister Joyce didn’t enjoy rimming Bob any more than Sister Henrietta, aged forty-eight, liked sticking her tongue deep inside Felicia’s bottom. Nor did Sister Tricia, aged forty-five,. As your reach the door you notice the soft glow coming from beneath it. You open it slowly and stand there as your eyes adjust to the dimness of the room. Your gaze is immediately drawn to the window where the moonlight is spilling in on me seated in the chair. You stand there quietly and simply look at me. I rise and walk over to you, coming to a stop with my nipples grazing your chest. I hear you inhale deeply as my scent reaches you, your chest expanding and pressing against my nipples. I parted her lips with my index and wedding ring finger, leaving my middle one to tap rhythmically at her opening, making her tremble and squirm between us. Her juices covered me and with every other tap a droplet of her cum flicked off my fingertip, she was so turned on and beyond any point of caring that I knew the slightest inclination and she’d take Marcel willingly without hesitation. Rubbing my nose softly against hers I was so close that I spoke with a voice barely audible: “If you want.