Areku's hand holds the cuffs in but one hand and then gropes her generous breast through her robes with the other. His eyes predatory and filled with a calm cunning noticing the tiny rift on the couch. Walking forward with him pushing Sister Onoe until she was bracing against the priests desk. His hips pressing into her own as he pockets the handcuffs for now and pulls the remote for the vibrator out and turns it up higher to make it harder for her to maintain her sudden newfound confidence.<strong>"Indeed. But on a somewhat different footing Sister Onoe. Now let us see just how far your enlightenment has progressed."</strong><br/>