She felt the familiar spasms in her anal canal. Her anal climaxes were normally very strong however her attempt to prevent a climax made this one much... stronger than usual. A groan escaped her lips and she squeezed her ass cheeks together. Her vagina quivered and throbbed as well. Her fingers gripped the table as wave after wave of pleasure rushed through her."Are you sure you're alright?" Drew asked as he walked back out with two glasses of lemonade and saw Mary Ellen almost weaving."I'm... I'm. Her door was wide open, and I couldn’t believe what I was looking at. She was on a red bra and a matching panty. I just stayed at the door and looked inside. I made sure she doesn’t notice me and kept staring inside her bedroom. She looked excited and started trying few short dresses.Her ass was facing towards the door, and what a nice beautiful ass I was looking at. My cock had gone to its full shape inside my trousers as I kept looking at her changing clothes. My sister was a fitness freak. Moans escaped the lips of most of the crowd watching. The sound of the zippering attracted a few more women since they obviously had heard that sound before. I, as well as the others, watched in fascination as the bruises developed across her breasts. They were small dashes resembling the lines of perforated paper, but turning from red to a deep blue. Her nipples were throbbing from the pain but were also aroused by evidence of the hardness. Now she could enjoy the reward of my play. I pulled. “Oh sweetie,” she said, “touching another human body like this is heavenly.”It was like she was telling the future of the Church when she said, “One day we won’t have to separate ourselves like this. We won’t have to dress like penguins. We won’t have to lock ourselves up in cells.” What came next sounded strange coming from the Mother Superior of St. Bartholomew’s.” Hug me, baby.” Still unable to completely come to grips with this fantasy role I was beginning to develop disconnection from.