The sun was right overhead by now and Francine began to find herself slipping in and out of consciousness.Three hours later the other four were given ...ore water and fed. The Water Slave loosened their bonds, but Francine was left as tightly bound as ever - not that she noticed too much by this time.By the time the sun was finally setting, the miserable Francine scarcely had any awareness that her ordeal was easing at last. She vaguely sensed that the Lady Fortescue was standing over. When it came time to park I had driven around to the church and she asked what we were doing there. I said if she wanted to be real private I had the keys to get in and we could go in an have fun. She laughed and said oh my god. I said I didn't want to bring him into this right now. We grabbed the Mad Dog and went inside and upstairs to the church nursery. She thought i was crazy and I said do you want to sit on the hard wooden pews or on this carpeted floor with a half dozen crib mattresses.. "Oh my God Mo," he breathed, "You're really gorgeous."I felt myself blushing under his scrutiny and was powerless to resist as he pushed me gently back down to the couch, he kissed my nipples first teasing them into hard little nubs of desire, then he kissed my stomach while I caressed my own breasts.His mouth moved down to my stomach and I felt his tongue licking at my belly button.I let out a long, low moan as he kissed the fine, sheer nylon of my panties before pulling them off and touching. One of the pretty young things wearing a devastatingly short dress sat down beside him and let her delectable soft-skinned bare thigh rest with familiar abandon on his expertly creased trouser leg. He managed a sideways glance and saw that her cleavage was bordering on obscene but he was suitably impressed with her presentation. The scent of her perfume wafted into his nostrils and he found that he was sniffing like a hound dog ready for the bugle.Some of the guests were dancing in bare feet on.