I felt my juices run from my quim but didn’t dare move. Maybe they wouldn’t notice.“I warned you Mike. Hands on your head.” She eased back the...foreskin to reveal a glistening purple helmet. Then she flicked the strap across the shaft three times and four across the head. His cock swung around in response. I don’t know about Miss Phillips but my juices were flowing and from the way Miss Jenkins kept adjusting herself I’m pretty sure she was aroused too.“Make room for Angie,” she moved Mike back. Placing the garments on the small countertop, he reached behind hishead and pulled. With a slight sound of suction, Mark's elderlyfeatures began to disfigure; his jowls wrinkled as well as hisforehead. His eyes sunk inward as he pulled his face forward. Hegrimaced as the latex finally snapped clear of his face, revealing ayouthful male visage."Now, my dear Rachel," he said, imitating the young woman's voice,"it's Showtime." Deftly he unwrapped the bandages from his chest,springing free his. ,” the priest replied.“Shall I begin?” my mom asked.The priest did not say anything. He lit a candle and handed it over to mom. Moms face could clearly be seen while the priest’s face was hidden behind the window of the confessional. My mom started her list of sins. I could just make out what she was saying as there was no electricity to cut the noise in the form of fan and as there was complete silence all around.First mom started with the usual list of sins that every woman commits. Having. ’ I blurted out. ‘A what?’ I grabbed my I-phone and googled the word incubus and brought up Wikipedia. ‘They get it mostly right.’ I explained. ‘Of course, repeated intercourse with me actually will not kill you. Instead, it gives health.’ I explained what Jose had told me. My pheromones had been changed so that they were super charged. Smelling them was a turn on. Actual contact with my sweat made me irresistible to a woman. ‘Come on.’ She said when I was done explaining. ‘How is that.