Do you know I sometimes think I am running a Brothel rather than a nunnery.”
“Yes I think I should check tomorrow,” I agreed. “Shut it, this is the best show we had for ages,” a Yokel insists and pushed me towards the door. Indian porn I looked up from my books and decided to take a walk before darkness fell. “Oooohhhh,” Sister Pious cooed as his cock slid easily inside her. Sister Pious’s eyes were wide like saucers as she started at the man’s momster cock with its bulbous purple head, “No,” she said rather feebly and unconvincingly. “Oh that is so soothing, much nicer than a candle,” she cooed. “No, Nooooo” the nun protested rather feebly. “Shut it, this is the best show we had for ages,” a Yokel insists and pushed me towards the door. “Right,” he agreed instantly, “On the table with her lads legs akimbo, lets see what we’re dealing with.”
Two burly chaps grabbed my companion and lofted her onto the table and despite her protests spread her legs wide. “No,” she said, “You need something longer.”
“I have tweezers but I can’t see.” I admitted. “Doctor, you must come, a Sister has a splinter up her vagina,” I explained urgently. I heard the nun shout, “Sister Pious has escaped again,” then a commotion and the door was flung open and
