“No,” she said, “You need something longer.”
“I have tweezers but I can’t see.” I admitted. Xnxx “How far in?” he asked as he pressed further. “No, Nooooo” the nun protested rather feebly. The affected nun was called Sister Martha, she was only about twenty years of age or so which un nerved me somewhat, and quite comely with a perfect peach and a mound covered in a light furry down as I was soon to find. “Ah Sister Pious,” she agreed, “And did she have a name for the affliced nun.”
“No,” I explained, “She merely said the poor girl had a splinter from her dildo up her.”
The slide slammed shut abruptly, I knocked again. Sister Pious had long since given up all pretence of resistance and had her legs wrapped around the yokel while shouting “Yes, yes, harder, harder,” and “Ohhhhh.”
“Its not,” I explained.
