She didn't know whether it was thoughts of her roomie, or the friction of the coarse cloth of her habit against her bra less breasts, but her nipples ...stayed hard through the bus ride back to the convent. She'd never been with another woman. In fact, although she knew the dictionary definition of a lesbian, the whole idea of two women having sex hadn't been real to her until entering the convent. While a couple of the girls had sort of flirted with her, they didn't push when she showed no. ”“Hang on,” I thought, “I never agreed to that.”“But we will make love when we feel the time is right.”“Okay,” I thought, “that sounds good.”She turned her gaze to me.“Yes?” she prompted.“Yes,” I agreed.“Fine then,” Mum said, “time we were making a move.”“Mum,” I interrupted, “before we go, what are we doing tomorrow?”“Visiting your grandparents in Scarborough. Why?”“Can Cal come with us?”“If she wants to, yes.”I looked at her expectantly.“Please,” she affirmed, “Can I Mum?”Mary said yes, and. But she already had…. And she hated herself for that. She had scared him once already, let him see the one mark she had made, the first mark she had made in months. A mark she made because those feelings she tries to hide so deep came clawing back to the surface. Feelings she thought she had locked away for good. But feelings of being nothing, of being worthless, of feeling like trash are hard to lock away when it turns out they have a spark of truth in them. The mark that was mad, the mark he. Rope after rope blasts into her wet pussy,”ooh god baby,cum for me,cum for my hot wet pussy,give me that fucking load baby.” My balls are drained as I continue to thrust into her wetness,our juices flooding our bed. Michelle falls to the bed and I follow. Laying on top of her,she’s rubbing her clit as my cock starts to soften. With one final orgasm,my cock slides out of her pussy. “Oh god baby,that was great,I love it when you fuck me like that.” I kiss her back as I’m hovering above her,her.