The young nun doubled over, gasping for air as she sank panting to the ground. She could hear more slaps, more cries, then the sound of material teari...ng.When she looked up, she saw Sister Dominic struggling in Jack's arms, her head thrown back, a wild look in her eyes while her feet scraped and left the ground.He was lifting her, tearing at her skirts, feeling her up and down through the loose-fitting black garment. Sister Dominic kept crying out that she was a nun, that Jack should have. On last Wednesday I was at a supermarket where I saw my best friend after a very very long time, he asked to come home for a lunch at his place. So I went for with him and at his home saw his wife Rosy. She was around 39 years old with perfect figure and 5.5 height. We three spoke a lot and I, rosy exchanged our numbers.From the same day we both started to chat I phone for hours. And so after 1 week I messaged her about how I liked her 20 years back but she married my best friend instead. She. Once I got on the web (dial up) I could use tags to discriminate among the stories I read. Incest, BDSM, LGBT and IR didn’t do anything for me. I found many of the hottest short scenes were in cheating and group sex. But the stories that grabbed me for hours were the drawn-out careful dance of a well written Voyeur/Exhibitionism erotic story, where lovers or strangers found new thrills and freedom under the sun or the moon or the eyes of strangers. I thought the best was a detached common. In fact, Anne a mere nineteen, Bridget only eighteen and the youngest one called Candy had just turned seventeen and still naughtily wet the bed every now and then from drinking too much water after the sun had gone down. He was given a room of his own and it was quite a boon because the three girls all slept together in a single bed hoping that young Candy would not wet them with her untamed sprinkler.Reverend Harry stretched out on the comfortable pallet and slowly started to drift off to a.