And so it began.

My new life. An amazing existence that I had not realised I wanted before that first massage from Sister Mary. The gaps between the meetings varied, as did the activities within, but they always in the same way. A loud shout of pleasure from myself and a thick hot jet of cum spurting from my dick onto, or into, Sister Mary.

Her own **** did not deter me. In fact it began to turn me on. Her obvious unwillingness to perform these acts on me yet her feeling of powerlessness to resist increased my own pleasure during each meeting. As weeks passed her habits became increasingly stained with my cum, no amount of cleaning being able to shift the stubborn remnants of liquid. Her room smelled of my own musk and spermy sprays, no matter what plant or product she attempted to cover it with. Yes, it truly was heaven on earth.....and yet there was one nagging thought at the back of my mind. One small want that desired to be fulfilled. Something that I have yet to do to Sister Mary. This has been playing on my mind for the last few weeks yet I haven't truly explored it, still content with fucking the various parts of her body that I know. But today is different. I can feel that in my being. I have not gone to her office, but instead invited her to my own room. I'm not fully sure what to expect but my bodily instincts haven't let me down yet. I'm ready to follow them once again.