Sr. Winifred could not have told a bigger lie. Her whole body was practically shivering with pleasure. Electric pulses reverberated in the space between her hips with every spank or squeeze. As she struggled to say the words of the mass a firm sensation began to circle her areolas underneath her habit, her nipples instantly hardened and pressed against the heavy fabric, driving her nearly insane, every slight movement now would brush her heavily aroused nipples against the habit, all the while precum was dripping out of her like snow melting off a roof.