Iwondered if this was the sign I was supposed to be looking for... Am Isupposed to accept what I've become?I looked at the cross again and shook my h...ad, folding the pamphlet backup and returning it to my shirt pocket. Maybe that was the answer, butI wasn't ready to accept it. At least not yet.Pastor Jones - Barbara - came back in with a can and handed it to me. Ismiled at her and popped the tab before taking a gulp. I couldn't helpbut let out a big burp, which made me give her an. I could feel his hot cum inside of me, and it was so erotic. We lay there, sweaty and gasping for air, neither or us wanting to get up. Do you still want that nipple piercing? Ben asked. I giggled, Yes, I do. We had to disconnect ourselves, causing me to put, causing him to laugh at my expression. He put his boxers and jeans on, to my dismay, but thankfully left his shirt off. I think it would be best if you at least put your underwear back on, so that Im not too distracted when Im piercing. "Now, it's my turn," he said and began taking down his short and jockstrap. He took out his penis and began to urinate on her. She kept hereyes and mouth closed but felt the warm fluid soak her hair and acrossher face as he sprayed back and forth on her shiny black raincoat. Thenhe quickly put himself back together and ran up the bank and down the towpath after his friends.Leda lay there for a few minutes on her back staring up at the fallingsnowflakes and wishing it would turn into a pouring. My other hand joined the touching of her face. My body climbed between her legs. For the moment my cock teased her pussy, the bottom of it rubbing her clit.After another passionate kiss, I began my descent. At first, both hands were involved along with my lips and tongue. But she wasn't going along with the complete tease. She took one hand and forced it on her sex lips. Of course I am quite strong, so there wasn't any resistance on my part. Her hand stayed near mine, pulling and hardening my.