Making Love To A Real Woman

Priscilla massage bit her lip at the intimate sensation, Katherine's body against her back felt far curvier than she would've guessed through the concealing habit. "Ethan, would you mind?..." Katherine couples said with an almost gleeful tone, one arm wrapped lazily around Priscilla's waist as she motioned down between the woman's thighs. Ethan blushed, but smiled, nodding amicably as he stepped forward and knelt down causing Priscilla to squirm. "W-we..." "Shh..." Katherine purred, reaching up and pulling down the headwrap portion of Priscilla's habit, revealing her shoulder-length mousy brown hair. Priscilla didn't object as her head and face were revealed fully to Ethan who looked up at her from between her thighs, a smile on his lips as his hands, so small and gentle worked their way up the inside of her bare calves and under her habit, over her knees and up her thighs. "This is going to be better than anything you've ever felt before..." Katherine whispered into her ear before kissing at erotic her neck, soft gentle kisses, an attempt to relax the wound up nun. Priscilla didn't doubt that looking down at the gorgeous face of the sweet boy that was Ethan, but it didn't make her feel any less nervous or anxious. She had always thought of herself as the horny needy one in the school and to suddenly find herself practically sandwiched between her sister's curvy form and this boys searching hands was more than she could ever have been expecting. Ethan smiled up at Priscilla, trying to be reassuring as his hands swept up under her skirts, lifting and shuffling out the way, revealing her pale calves to her knees, then up over her thighs. Priscilla's cheeks blazed with fire as she watched Ethan drawing closer to his target and she couldn't help but squirm nervously, at least until she felt Katherine's sensual fingers on her chin, turning her head. "Look at me..." Katherine said in a purr. Priscilla moved her head, tugged by the fingers so she was looking sideways at Katherine. She blinked, admiring the woman's beautifully deep eyes and sweet youthful face and was suddenly surprised to find her leaning in. Their lips met and joined in a kiss, tentative at first, uncertain, their lips pressing gently together, then parting and closing again, slow, but willing. Ethan blushed a little as he watched this new bespeckled nun kiss Katherine and felt himself harden a little at the sight, but he knew he had his own job, his own duty to do. He lifted her skirts up the rest of the way and blinked, hesitating for a moment in surprise. “Oh, wow…” He said softly and Katherine let out a little murr of pleasure, breaking the kiss to look down at Ethan. “What is it? Is she shaved smooth?” Katherine smirked a little. Ethan blinked up at her, “Well, yes, but, she’s got a cock.” Katherine’s eyes widened and she looked back to Priscilla, seeing her in a sort of desi new light, “Really? Oh Priscilla why didn’t you say, we could’ve been having so much fun you and me…” She smirked slightly as Priscilla blushed, “Oh don’t look so shy, I know for a fact Ethan knows exactly what to do with you…” He did. He thought for a moment, guessing that maybe the likes of Sister Katherine weren't as rare as he had in fact assumed, but he soon leaned in and parted his lips wide, closing it around the mushroom tip of her semi-hard and pre-dripping cock. "Mmph..." Priscilla moaned into Katherine's mouth as it rejoined her own, their tongues dancing and swirling, as if fighting for each other's attention, exploring all they had to offer. Katherine recognised the pleasure in Priscilla's surprised though muffled moan and knew Ethan must be getting to work, doing what he was oh so good at. Knowing Priscilla was theirs and to further pleasure them both she raised her hand, taking the nuns breast in her hand and squeezing it tight, pressing it tight to her chest, enjoying the warm softness of the orb through her concealing habit. Ethan, for his part, had gotten really good at this over the last few weeks with Sister Katherine and his lips travelled up and down Priscilla's length, leaving a trail of spit that made it easier for his lips to glide across her veiny shaft. Kara's pussy was dripping and so I fingered her ass and pussy and then Kara gave out a primal moan and a thick white liquid ran out of her pussy. “Yhess, ssir” the Coach managed to wheeze. This was animalistic passion, and the best fuck I have ever had. “And?” Her head was rolling side to side as desi she shrieked with pleasure. Get ready!” I know you want me to have you—and much more. I sank my fangs into her throat, and pulled her blood into me. My heart thundered alive with the sustenance, couples and my eyes grew wild as Certiok wilted into my arms erotic with an overwhelmed sigh. Why were boys so horrible about the pettiest of things? "I guess its round two sluts." She rode me hard and slammed her mons down hard enough to hurt a bit..why sensual she didn't bruise it is beyond me..She started massage making a humming sound and grunted every down stroke when the tip of my cock hit her cervix..