She was worried a little as she would have to sit there in her wet clothes during the rest of the sermon.Her blue pants soaking in all that piss made ...he vicar look even more and smiled at Ruth. She knew that she had pleased him. Fantasy complete she thought and waited until the prayers went up and she excused herself to the toilets to clean up. When she left her chair you could clearly see her puddle. During the prayers the vicar looked up at her and saw how wet she was. I wondered if his cock. I had to catch up with Minx. She had to sneak past the watchful guards on the battlements who were now patrolling like they were supposed to. I could turn into something inconspicuous. Dressed, my totems in my pouch, I became a seagull, the tips of my wings black. I was identical to the flocks of birds that prowled the port city, forever cawing. The rain fell on my feathers. I didn't mind it. I spread wide, flapped, and launched into the air, reveling in flying.I loved it. I flew every chance I. Through thespasms of delight, a thought passed through my overburdened mind. Wherehad she learnt this? Not from me or our former lovemaking. It had alwaysbeen good, but - should I say it? - conventional. This was somethingfrom the latter pages of the Karma Sutra.And it got worse (did I say that? No,. I meant better!!?) In betweendelicate little licks and strokes of her tongue, on the tip, sides, andrim, she used her teeth very gently, exacting such sweet pain that Inearly broke into tears. Her. At this point she also was in the shops to buy some condoms for later on.After dinner the k**s went to bed and we were talking about old times. Soon enough Rosalyn and I were in each others arms. I forgot how good she was. In no time we were both naked and in her bed.I went down on her quiet quickly and she was rather wet. After Rosalyn came Rosalyn put a condom on my cock and mounted me. It wasn't long and I came filling the condom. We did it again the next day protected again before I.