"Morning, Delia."She swallowed the mouthful hastily in order to reply. "Good morning, Dulcie." How're you feeling today?"Delia opened her mouth to say...something conventional, but closed it again as she thought about the question. Somehow she felt it wasn't just social noise – that Dulcie was really interested, and had some reason for asking, too."I ... er ... I feel..." she stopped, running an inventory of her body and mind. "I feel ... well. When I woke, I couldn't put a finger on what was. He watched as a trickle of clear fluid escaping to slide down her tail. He had been expecting some kind of cloaca, but there was a pink bud further down her tail, indicating that she was arranged more like a mammal.Unable to resist, he dragged his tongue between her puffy labia, her juices making her flesh wet and slippery. She tasted sour, tangy, it was an oddly pleasant flavor. His mouth was large enough that he could get it around her entire mound, sucking as he raked her loins with his. I get all hot and trembly, just thinking about it."He blinked again. "She did look great in there, all sweaty and wiggling. That boy is getting himself a terrific piece of ass, all right." His eyes probing hers, he asked, "Have you been laying him, too?" Yes," she said. "Glynn and I have always been close, and since you and mom started this nonsense about a divorce, we drew even nearer to each other. The first time we screwed, it just sort of happened. I saw him jacking off and that made me so. ” Jimmy had almost dragged her down the aisle the previous evening.This time things went considerably smoother. Once she reached the end of the aisle, after Jimmy placed his mother next to Peter, Lauren knelt in the aisle. She hugged her two children to her fiercely, then smiled and said, “Thank you. I love you two so much!” and gently pushed them towards the pew with her parents and Helen. The flower girl and escort were settled in the pew between their grandmothers.Lauren stood and resumed.