” I did. All the boys at school had gone on about how it tasted fishy in a bad way. I didn’t think so, it tasted fine to me, so I liked again. ... My reward for that was to hear a gentle “Oh” come from my mother. I licked again, and this time I dashed my tongue gently over her clit. My mother fair jumped at the contact. I stopped, worried I had done wrong. But she said “No that was good, carry on.”I did licking and dipping my tongue regularly into her pussy, and then I tried something a. When Brookes second orgasm arrived, Bull was piercing the second nipple what doubled the intensity of the orgasm. Sweating and exhausted Brooke sank into the cushion of the chair, little blood strains were running from her now with a golden ring pierced nipples. Marcia took a clenex to whip of the blood traces from her friends tits, caressing her face, kissing her all over and telling her how beautiful she was looking now. When Brooke saw Bull stepping between her now wide spread legs,. She figured at this point, she'd make a lousy nun. But she had no interest in joining the convent, she'd just been attending the small college to get a liberal arts degree.The nun who presided over her penance wore a smug smile as she had assigned Sienna her list of chores to complete by sundown when it would be time to head off to another prayer service.Soon, Sr. Cornelia would walk out into the vegetable gardens and call for the other students who had been working off their penances as well.. She moaned gratefully until I found her hardening little clit and lavished it with my tongue. “OH! OH!” she squealed. “Oh, yeah! YEAH!”I stroked my sticky, half-soft dick as I licked her, gently, with a loving touch. “Mmmm,” I moaned, buzzing my lips against her vulva. My cock was getting aroused again; I loved the pungent smell of her young cunt.“Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!” she whimpered. “Oh! Oh! It’s so good! Daddy, it’s so good! Don’t stop! Make me come again!”“Ohh,” I groaned, jacking my aching.