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Alarmed by the sound of Sister Mary's voice, the girls stood up and hurriedly straightened their clothes as Patrick grabbed his trousers with one hand and his cock with the other and ran out the other side of the shed, his face a mask of fear. The girls ached with unfulfilled need and their faces flushed as the young nun stepped into the shed.

"There you are! I realised you've probably never done this before so I thought I'd show you the first time. Some of the hens can be a little grouchy if you disturb them," she looked at the girls with curiosity. "You both look flushed, are you feeling well?"

"Umm...yes sister, it's just a little warm," Cassie said, hoping her voice didn't quaver. The nun gave her a thoughtful glance, then showed them how to ease the eggs out from under any sitting hens without disturbing them.

"It must seem very strange for you girls, coming all the way across the world to a little convent in the countryside."

"It's very different Sister," Belinda said quietly, the heat of her frustrated pussy distracting her.

"I imagine it is. Did you sleep well last night?"

"Umm, yes Sister, we slept very well," Cassie said nervously. "It was very peaceful wasn't it Belinda?"

"Yes, peaceful...very peaceful."

"That's good, some girls find it hard to adjust to life here. I'm sure you'll settle in. Now then, that's all the eggs. Let's get back and deliver them to the kitchen and then I want to talk to you and the others."

The young nun turned with a smile carrying the basket of eggs and gesturing for the girls to follow.