After dropping off Mrs. Baxley to Sunday service, I waited in the car for a glimpse of the three nuns that helped escort the frail eighty-three year old... > Lire la suite
After dropping off Mrs. Baxley to Sunday service, I waited in the car for a glimpse of the three nuns that helped escort the frail eighty-three year old lady up the short flight of steps which lead to the church. They were new to the congregation, and at around twenty-one, twenty-two tops, were the youngest nuns I'd ever seen. They were also hot as heck. Even in their long black habits I could tell they had amazing bodies cruelly hidden underneath. It was a crying shame that they chose a life of chastity - they'd be excellent in bed.