Mira's face burned hotter than the slaps on her ass, tears pouring anew as she stammered out a lousy, stumbling explanation, her words tripping over each other in a mess of panic.
"No, no… it wasn't like that! I… I switched because you asked, Sister Angela! You said it was warmer! And then… when he came back, he clamped his hand over my mouth so fast, stuffed those panties in…"
"I couldn't say anything! I tried to shake my head, but he kept whispering about how good your suit looked, how he'd fuck you raw… I mean, he thought it was you! And… and my body just… reacted, okay?"
"It's not my fault! I've been alone so long, and he's so… strong, and I didn't want to wake you, and then it felt… good, even though it hurt, and now I'm just confused! Please, don't hate me… I didn't plan to seduce him, it just… happened!"
