I feel so much more for you and I want to love you. Just these few hours we have had together seem to have been a lifetime." Mark, why is it that I fe...el exactly the same about you. You have come back into my life; not as a brother, but as a man. What can we do about it?" I know what I want to do, I want to love you in every way possible and then some more," he murmured."I think that we had better go up to the bedroom and explore the possibilities then, don't you?"She looked at him as he slid. "I don't like, I LOVE it," I replied. "You look beautiful and oh, so sexy."She reached up between her breasts and undid the clasp holding her treasures in. She slowly spread her hands and they popped out perfectly. She seemed to prolong it to get the right reaction as I made a guttural sound as she exposed her already erect nipples. She shrugged her shoulders and the bra delicately fell to the floor off her arms.My cock was aching at the sight. The sexiest thing to me is the way her perfectly. " She looked at my penis and balls for several seconds, and as she did, I pinched her nipple. She straddled me on the bed, and pulled the slip completely off. "Do I do that to you, Sweetie?", she asked. I told her I had wanted to fuck her since she arrived, but was reluctant to let it be obvious. She began rubbing her breasts and pinching her nipples as she stared at my pulsing penis. Her kitty was over my left thigh, and i felt a drop of her juice fall on it. I started slowly stroking my penis. You are simply acknowledging the reality.)Sister Monica, somewhat flustered, replied, "I don't know much about those things. The gown is the best I can do."(Psss, dear you brought along your cassock, didn't you)(It is in the car, Katharine.)(Timothy, a cassock is almost a dress.)(Let her wear it, Little One?)(My husband, you haven't called me that in ages. Of course, let her wear it!)"Sister Monica, I have a cassock in the car. It would certainly be more concealing than that 'gown'."Sister.