I lowered my head and put my mouth on her perky nipple which was now straight up. I sucked both boobs up and down and she took off her pants. S...he did, so I did too. We layed there in our underware for a few minutes.I played with her tits some more and now moved my hands down to her mid thighs. I felt over her silk panties and realized how wet they were. Not being able to take it anymore, I ripped off her pantie andlowered my head toward her small mound. I pushed some hair aside and. The door opened suddenly and the middle-aged nun ordered her to come inside in a stern voice;there was three other nuns in the room,they were older than Janice remembered but she knew them the minute she saw them and instinctivly put her hands behind her as if to protect her bottom.The four nuns were smiling.It was the middle-aged nun who spoke."Now,Janice,I am sister Concepta and I would like to welcome you to the programme for errant women."I take it you already are familiar with sister. He commanded me to stand and placed my arms around it. I rested my face against the bark and told myself to relax and not to worry about the neighbors or about the pain that was about to come. Daddy fastened the cuffs to my wrists and then knelt behind me and gently slapped my calves. He attached the spreader bar and reached up to check on my wetness. He sighed happily as he felt how hot and wet my pussy was. He stood to my side and kissed my forehead. My skin felt electrified and I felt like. “Why didn't you come sooner? Couldn't you see us waving?” the mother asked with a frosty stare.“I thought you were just being friendly.”“Friendly? Do you think we would wave at someone in a tub like yours for twenty minutes, just to be friendly?”Mike sighed.He had forsaken a fighting tuna to be abused by an upper class snob. He looked the mother. An aristocratic looking beauty, there was no doubt. High cheekbones which were accentuated by her long dark hair being drawn sharply back from her.