Man, amazing is an understatement, The feeling of fear, incest, agony for days, and horniness made me drag clutch her ass so tight and bringing her pu...ssy closer to me. In the dim light, middle of the night may be around three o’clock, with all might, I grabbed her ass, the soft ones, huge. They were not even getting covered with my hand.Her pussy, leaking the initial juice, not a single strand of hair and her folds exposed. Pink, The heaven door, slightly open and the flat tummy, all in front. I heard that hissing intake of breath again, and Trish’s thighs both jerked a little, so I moved my left hand onto her right thigh to hold her in place, and lifted my head from her pussy.“You okay?” I said, looking up at Trish’s face from between her legs.Trish had to swallow before she could speak, and she said, “I’m really sensitive down there,” swallowing again, “and if you keep doing that, you don’t know what’s gonna happen.”“What if I want to find out?” I said, looking straight at her. "Socks Michael, you can't poke a nun with socks on," he insisted."All right," I said as I peeled my yellow socks off." So Michael do I need stockings?" The mother superior asked as she sat on the floor and raised her robe to reveal some gnarled old thin bony legs and greyish thighs and the hairiest cunt you'd see outside the monkey house at Dublin zoo."No reverend mother," I said awkwardly."Then poke me for my penance Michael," she said, "Get me excited so I'm a gagging for it and then leave me. You look lovely today. But aren't you a bit ... overdressed?"Jan grinned and said, "Honey, normally you'd be right, but now that we have a maid I can take the time to dress for dinner. Aren't you pleased?" She turned and looked at Cindy who was just standing and watching. "Cin, aren't you forgetting something?"The girl almost jumped with surprise. She had been fascinated just watching the Stewarts together. Retreating to the kitchen, she carefully made two martinis and brought them, along with.