She had an even nastier mouth than ever before. I guess her watching me fuck our sister-in-law was a real turn-on. Anyway, she came harder than I re...ember her ever cumming. Her entire body jerked and spasmed as she called me names and clawed at my chest. Once her body quit shaking, she fell into Mags' arms, them pecking and nuzzling each other tenderly as I slowly squirm fucked her with a half-hard cock.After a few minutes of levity, all of us marveling at what had just transpired, I. "ok." I took off my Rolling Stones shirt and revealed the gray jog-bra underneath. Several people in the studio burst into laughter while others did a couple wolf whistles. "You're wearing a sportsbra?" asked Stan. "Yeah. Jenny, the receptionist, gave it to me. She told me I might need it after the lipotransplantation, to help control the movement." "You're breasts were bouncing around?" "Oh yeah. And it felt so weird too. I'm not used to any movement up there. But the jog-bra does a. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. With each subtle rise and fall of her covered chest, I could almost sense the essence of life leaving her. Yet, despite the pointed ears and nose which to me indicated a menace, an evil, she appeared to be completely at peace with herself, with her situation. …with her sacrifice. Slowly, the blue-green vines descended from the lower branches of the ancient tree. Each vine appeared to have a mind, a life, of its own, moving individually, never in concert with any. In fact ,over the next 3 years , not only did the minister fuck me again, but he felt that would good for to invite a number of others from the Clergy,who also felt an internal cleansing was the right way,and so much so,that I had to recieve two cocks at a time. One day when I was celebrating my 17th birthday, the minister decided to give an unexpected Birthday Present, he arranged that after the special service held in my honour,that Sister Agness & Father Simon would help with my birthday.