Father Enrique was a godly man. He wouldn't leave her trappedin his loathsome male body. That would be morally wrong. She just neededto wait a week th...n this whole nightmare would be over."Thank you for being so understanding, Isabel, or should I say 'FatherEnrique'," Enrique giggled for the third time. "I'm going to have to takemy leave now. You need to prepare for Sunday prayer and I don't want tokeep you. Adios." Wait!" Isabel cried out to no avail. Her whole world view had just. She yelling upon reaching the living room, “I’ll get Howie!”Penny and Amy bolted upright, “What?!” they exclaimed in unison.“Not Little Howie,” she explained as she reentered the room. “Big Howie.” And in her hand was a dildo as least eight inches long, at least an inch and a half across. It was bright pink with studs, and with a little rabbit near its base. “I never leave home without him.” She stated with glee.Amy expelled her breath and flopped back onto the bed. Penny though, got up, picked. "After being welcomed into this community online, I realized that I canhelp some people. Think about it, I didn't even want this before, but afew days after the infection, and I'm completely comfortable in my body.There are a lot of people out there that would welcome this." Lacey looksimploringly at Mandy waiting for her reaction.Mandy smiles and hugs Lacey. They stay like that for a few seconds beforeshe gets off the bed. "Do you want my thoughts?" Lacey nods her headenthusiastically. "What. They looked so round and juicy. I bet I could get another dollar to blow the boys topless.My pussy clenched. I slipped my right hand beneath my skirt, caressing my inner thigh as my fingers crept higher and higher. A flushed tingle shot up to my pussy, already soaking my dainty panties. I moaned louder, my excitement building.“Shit,” groaned Max. He was like Ricky, a clean-cut member of the football team. They were both chiseled-chin and broad-shouldered, though Max’s hair was black and Ricky’s.