#341935 - We had gotten along pretty well because we were from the same background, farm children, tossed into the concrete world of the big city, by the death of one of our parents. Lacie and I looked at each other wanting to leave just as Sister Marcia emiited a scary, gurgling type scream, HOLY FATHER, FORGIVE ME IF I GET PREGNANT, BUT I HAVE TO FEEL YOUR CUM DEEP IN MY PUSSY!!! It was evident that Father Denali didn't want what took place to happen, but he could not escape the grasp Sister Marcia had upon his length that was buried to the hilt. About halfway through the class, Sister Martina stopped the lecture she had begun and said, I am needing a couple of students to go to the old wine cellar by Father Denolia's office and get a couple of old English books for me.
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