front of this wailing group.
Slowly Sister Mary Dominic's curly-haired pussy lowered almost to within licking distance. Just as the dark slit parted, Sister Mary Theresa felt a tongue ease into her pussy. It slipped carefully in, working past her tense, eager cuntlips. The other nun blew hot breath through her pussy hairs while she licked the bud of her clit.
'Ohhhh!' Sister Mary Theresa cried as she felt the other nun fit her mouth tightly onto her drooling cunt and start to suck.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
What happened next wasn't very clear to the confused nuns involved in the sex scene. Sister Mary Theresa was on the bottom, smoothing her hands over the other nun's legs while squeezing her ass and hunching up to Sister Mary Dominic's sucking mouth. At the same time, the young nun above her was going wild, hunching her pussy hard against her friend's face. Her clit popped out, trembling wildly as Sister Mary Theresa blew her hot breath through her cunt hair.
'Man, bet all these broads suck cunt,' Joe muttered, pushing the barrel of his rifle under the skins of one of the sitting nuns. The woman screamed, gathering her dress about her tightly and watching the man with horror.
Meanwhile Sister Mary Theresa and Sister Mary Dominic were going wild. The reluctant young nun had soon turned into a spirited sex partner. She shoved down with her hips, grinding her pussy hard into the other woman's face. At the same time she spread her legs, stretching her asscheeks apart so Sister Mary Theresa could get her finger deep inside. It was a signal the other nun recognized and obliged. Quickly she moved her hands over the smooth rounded asscheeks, sliding the fingers into Sister Mary Dominic's asscrack.
'Uhhhhhh!' the younger nun cried, pulling her head from between Sister Mary Theresa's legs as a finger slipped into her asshole. She wiggled her hips, angling her thighs and lowering her pussy back down to the other nun's mouth.
Just as Sister Mary Theresa felt her pussy swell to the bursting point, Jack bent down and pulled the younger nun roughly away.
Sister Mary Theresa cried, panting heavily like an animal. Cunt juice and spittle flecked her inner thighs while a deep flush of excitement covered her belly, chest and face.
'Show's over,' Jack said, glancing down at his wristwatch.
Clearing her head as best she could, the nun realized the importance of getting help now. The Spanish diplomat would die if the police weren't notified soon.
'We got a few minutes,' Joe said, also glancing at his wristwatch. Rico and Rick had begun tying up some of the nuns, stuffing handkerchiefs in their mouths while fixing their wrists and ankles to the chairs they sat in.
'Not that much. Wait,' Jack said, his eyes brightening as an idea shot through his mind. 'Get the mutt. Let the others know what kinda shit they've got here.'
'Think he's back in the van. I'll get him.' Joe said, ducking out of the room.
'No, no, not that! Not that!' Sister Mary Theresa cried, scrambling to her feet. She clenched her fingers into two tight fists, pressing them hard against her naked thighs. Her eyes started from her head while sweat broke out all over her body.
'All right, then we'll put this one through the paces,' Jack said, reaching out and grabbing a fistful of Sister Mary Dominic's hair. The young nun screamed, her hands jerking up and beating back at the commando as he yanked hard. Sister Mary Theresa stepped forward to help, then stopped as Rico aimed his rifle at her belly.
The other nuns screamed again through their gags while Sister Mary Theresa blushed. The world had ended for her. At least for Sister Mary Dominic there was hope. She couldn't let the same thing happen to this young nun that happened to her.
'Let her go,' she said in a low, trembling voice, her eyes dropping to the floor.
'I… I think I'm gonna be sick,' Sister Mary Dominic moaned, holding her belly tightly with both hands after Jack had released her hair. She shivered, her face turning white as a cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Then turning around stretching, the young nun bolted from the room, her feet padding down the tiled corridor toward the bathroom. They all heard the large doors bang open, shortly afterward followed by the continual flushing of a toilet.
Jack laughed, shaking his head from side to side.
'Keep an eye on her,' he said to Rico, jerking his head in the direction of the opened door. The young commando looked at Sister Mary Theresa, then reluctantly backed out of the room.
'Oops, sorry,' Joe said, banging into his buddy was a brief scuffle at the door. There commandos and the dog stumbled over one another.
'Damn it, this ain't no comedy flick,' Jack snarled.
After some time the small group disentangled itself, Rico going out into the corridor looking for the young nun and Joe entering the reception room with Patch. Jack and Rick had finished binding and gagging the nuns.
'Ohhh!' Sister Mary Theresa cried, sinking dazed to the floor. It was happening all over again!
Tears streaked the lined old face of Mother Superior as she watched one of her favorite nuns race down the path toward hell.
'Harder!' she cried, curling her toes and digging the nails into the floor.
Jack was touching her with his rifle, ordering her to get up and roll over.
Fighting through the fog of sensuality that had made her powerless, the young nun did as she was told. In a second she found herself on her hands and knees, her thunderous tits hanging and nearly touching the floor while her ass tilted high in the air and wagged provocatively at the man.
'In there!' she whispered, her knuckles whitening with growing tension.
Could she really go this far? Oh, how she'd give anything to feel something long and hard in her slit! None of them would fuck her. Sister Mary Theresa felt nails scratching at her asscheeks. With a shout of horror, the young nun realized she was being mounted by the man.
Sister Mary Theresa was babbling, throwing her ass around in frantic tight circles to urge the man on. Was it really happening? Could she actually be performing this vile act in a room where whispering too loudly had been severely punished? Suddenly Sister Mary Theresa heard loud laughter. After some time, she realized the laughter was coming from her. Fucking! That's all there was in the world. That's all that was worth anything in the world! Hysterical, the young nun took on the man with a relish that surprised even the jaded commandos.
A flash of sex hunger shot through the nun's reeling mind. Her excitement was at a keen pitch. Sobbing, gasping in air to feed her writhing body, she felt his red, knobby prick slip into her cunt.
'Ughhhhhh!'
'Tie her up and let's get the fuck outta here,' Jack snapped.
Rico and Joe worked quickly, picking up Sister Mary Theresa and dropping her into a vacant chair. They needn't have tied her and gagged her. She was far too tired, far to crazed to have done anything. Still the ropes cinched her tits and bound her wrists and ankles.
'It's been fun, ladies, but now it's back to work,' he said, smirking at the nuns as his buddies and the animal quickly evacuated the large reception room.
Several minutes passed. Some of the nuns began working their hands against the ropes, trying to get free. Sister Mary Dominic tried to catch her friend's attention.
Sister Mary Theresa only thought of her humiliation, her debasement, all those cocks, all that torture. And hidden behind the handkerchief gag, her lips curled into a smile.
Shots in the street suddenly snapped her to attention. There were shouts, more shots followed by the wail of police sirens. So Sister Mary Dominic had made it to the phone. The bathroom had been a ruse! Glancing over at the young naked nun, she saw from her eyes this was true. Jack and his friends would either be killed on the street or captured and tried. 'Oh!'
It was Mother Superior. The old woman had managed to work her hands free. Sister Mary Theresa saw her pull the handkerchief from her mouth, then bend down and untie the rope binding her ankles to the chair. It was
