Every day I had to change my panties several times because I was so wet.It got so bad I began to imagine I could smell my own secretions, and even on ... few occasions, managed to have an orgasm because my wet panties had bunched-up in my crotch and stimulated my hard clitoris, as I walked.On morning I went into the kitchen and my father was sitting in his boxers, which were open at the front, and for the first time I could see his cock.I stood at the stove and started self lubricating, and. ”Lorraine did want him home tonight “ she said as we walked hand in hand “but I would like to stay”. “I would rather have coffee “ I said “but I will make you drink if you want one”,she opted for coffee.When she sat up on the counter her robe opened enough to expose her breasts She didn’t seem to care, “I usually like to be naked” she said and let her robe open all the way .. “So what happened to you and Debra”she asked “I am sure it wasn’t because you had a tiny cock”.She then giggled that is. Well by the end of the meal she was obviously drunk and I started to get some devious thoughts.Just down the road was a large park, which I knew was a notorious dogging spot.We drove down the dark lane to the park, and as we pulled into the car park I spotted several parked cars. My drunk girlfriend asked where are we? I said perhaps we can have some naughty fun as it was my birthday. Well she surprised me totally when she reached down and pulled my cock out and started playing with it.Wow I. . I don't know what the big deal is. They are just naked women. I saw them outside the Star Building, and they were nothing..."Her voice faded as she saw Lisa and Roger walk down behind the pastor, through the empty choir loft. Both advanced with guns drawn.Suddenly, through every door, came more bright green clad people; all armed.Some people started to panic. Roger stepped forward to address the small audience. Lisa covered him from behind."Just be calm, people. Stay in your seats. No one.