The Nun's and Monk's of Saint Philomena's were aware of these naughty parties and were only too thankful for any information received which would lead... to any attendee of these parties being brought to book and receiving a stern caning or spanking.Then student's were very cautious not to be caught,they all knew the consequences. However there had been times when some student,disgruntled with his or her classmates,would confess to a Monk or Nun about a party and give up the names of those who had. The hole looked like it would not fit the shaft that was being pressed against it, but with the abundance of lubrication, to my surprise, entry was no problem."I did find resistance a short way into my journey of the unknown. As I pushed at the resistance, I heard a startled cry from Karen. As I started to pull out, she said, "Don't stop. Just hit it hard and quick. I need all of you." Okay." I pushed hard and fast, hit the resistance again, broke through, and heard a small cry of pain from. "She's a white woman, a very white woman and probably Irish from her name," he snapped back at me."I never knew that you had a problem with the wasichu, the whites. Would it have been better if I had brought a black or a Latino with me?" I demanded back in anger."NO!" he spat back at me, "It would not have been. It would only have been better if you had arrived with a woman of the people," he continued and exhaled heavily."Things have changed in the few months that you have been away, Brother.. She looked up. “Did you, um …?”“Not yet, sweetie. Ladies first.”“Well, I’ve cum twice. Your turn.”“Okay,” I said, as I rolled her onto her back, still firmly implanted in her pussy, but still only about halfway. “Are you ready for all of me?”“What do you mean?” I gave her my full length. “Ooh!” she winced, as I hit her cervix. “Maybe not that much?”I started a slow, methodical pumping, holding back as much as I could. But it must have shown on my face, and it couldn’t have been very satisfying.