A Nun And A Priest Were Crossing The Desert .

 

A nun and a priest were crossing the Sahara desert on a camel.

On the third day out the camel suddenly dropped dead without warning.

After dusting themselves off, the nun and the priest surveyed their situation.

After a long period of silence, the priest spoke.

“Well sister, this looks pretty grim.”

“I know, father.”

“In fact, I don’t think it likely that we can survive more than a day or two.”

“I agree.”

“Sister, since we are unlikely to make it out of here alive, would you do something for me?”

“Anything father.”

“I have never seen a woman’s bre@sts and I was wondering if I might see yours.”

“Well, under the circumstances I don’t see that it would do any harm.”

The nun opened her habit and the priest enjoyed the sight of her shapely bre@sts, commenting frequently on their beauty.

“Sister would you mind if I touched them?”

She consented and he fondled them for several minutes.

“Father, could I ask something of you?”

“Yes sister?”

“I have never seen a man’s pen!s. Could I see yours?”

“I supposed that would be OK,” the priest replied lifting his robe.

“Oh father, may I touch it?”

This time the priest consented and after a few minutes of fondling he was sporting a huge erection.

“Sister, you know that if I insert my pen!s in the right place, it can give life.”

“Is that true father?”

“Yes it is, sister.”

“Then why don’t you stick it up that camel’s a$s and lets get the hell out of here.”