Her head filled with the scent and taste of cum. She became instantly drunk on it, drugged, delirious. She sucked like a calf at a cow's tit, drinking down the rich load of teenage fuck-cream. She wanted all of it, wanted all he could give her. As the teen's jism gushed down her throat, her cunt exploded with spasms of orgasm, and the two teen's reaming her cried out as if they were being scourged. She could hardly think anymore, but she was still sane enough, still conscious enough to realize that molten cum was spurting repeatedly into her loins – up her asshole, up her cunt.
Ronny ground his belly against her ass, grunting like a mad bull as he poured his seething load up her shithole. Roscoe panted and muttered under her, squirting round after round of sizzling jism up her cunt. The teen fucking her throat sagged down, sitting on helpless Roscoe's face as his spent prick started to soften in Sister Bernice's mouth.
She sucked, not wanting to let his fat prick go, wanting to suck on his tasty slab of cockmeat forever. Her loins still pulsated with the warm thrills of her subsiding orgasm, and the two cocks in her crotch-holes still throbbed, oozing warm cream into her. She humped slowly, milking their cocks dry, wiggling her ass.
"Piss in her!" someone yelled.
"Fill 'er up!" another teen shouted.
Sister Bernice braced herself. No! She would have screamed if her mouth hadn't been stuffed. You can't! Oh, please!
But they could, and they did.
She choked on the piss gushing down her throat, but the teen who was feeding her forced her to hold her mouth shut and to swallow every drop of the acidic, foul-tasting fluid. She'd never tasted anything worse. Her eyes watered, the piss fumes rushing out through her nose. She swallowed repeatedly, sure that the surging load of piss would never stop coming.
The two pricks in her crotch-holes quivered as they gushed their piss into her. Hot piss ran out of her asshole and cunt. It was disgusting, perverted, sinful, what they were doing to her.
No woman deserved this, especially not a nun, a woman of God.
As the piss streamed into her loins, she felt her fuckholes fill with heat, felt them tighten and squeeze at the cocks violating her. As the two half-hard pricks finally slid out of her, she shuddered, her loins suddenly pulsating with a mild orgasm. She tried to hold herself still, didn't want any of the teens to know she was coming again. They'd call her a whore, a slut. But she couldn't help it. Her body was responding. What could she do about it?
The rain poured down on her with renewed fury as they pulled her to her knees. The lightning blinded her and the thunder shook the very ground she was kneeling on as a hard cock was rammed down her throat.
As she sucked the teen standing before her, another teen kneeled in back of her and drove his cock up her asshole without even bending her over. The two teens fought for her tits as they raped her ass and face, mauling her big tits, yanking and twisting her nipples. She squealed with pain, but the teens kept fucking her, kept torturing her tits.
Rain cascaded down the washboard belly undulating in front of her face. Rain-water ran along his plunging cock and into her mouth. The rain tasted good and she swallowed it greedily, washing the taste of piss out of her throat.
She heard more voices, more whoops and shouts, and she knew that more teens were leaving the prison to see what all the excitement was about down here at the gate. Cum exploded down her throat. Cum spurted into her asshole. The teens who had used her tossed her aside, and three more teens immediately grabbed her, forcing her down on her hands and knees like a sow. She arched up, gasping, as a prick plunged into her jism-filled asshole. A teen shoved his ass in her face, ordering her to lick it out. She felt hot wads of cum pelting her back like molten wax. They were jacking off on her, fucking her, rubbing their asses in her face. The scent of the teens was like the scent of a barnyard. Hot lips wrapped around her tits and sucked.
Cum gushed into her, splashed down on her, ran out of her. She was filled with cum, was bathing in it. The rain let up, and the teens smeared their sticky fuck-fluid all over her body. Licking off a teen's cock, she came again, moaning and shuddering, not caring anymore whether the teens saw her pleasure or not.
"What a bitch!" a teen shouted, and although she couldn't see him, she recognized his voice. It was her brother. It was Ronny.
And she knew he was right. She was a bitch. And she was getting finally what she'd always wanted – cock, as much as she could handle. "What a bitch!" Ronny repeated, and Sister Bernice smiled.