."well here goes" He held onto my hands, and slowly moved them down between my legs. He wanted to feel my wetness. Slowly at first my pee trickled out... Dampening the crotch of my light colored blue jeans. I could tell he was feeling the wetness and it was turning him on. The flow was staying at a slow trickle. Small streams were running down my legs. As he watched the wetness stream down, making marks on my jeans, his arousal was growing extremely. He couldn't resist from touching my pussy.. "My friends," he began, "as we prepare to end this morning's service andgo out to enjoy this glorious day that our Lord has given us, I remindyou that there is work yet to be done. The town council will be meetingWednesday in this very room to consider our petition regarding ShamusO'Toole's foul brew. I ask you to join with me Wednesday night to showyour support for this measure. And I invite you to join with me now insinging a most appropriate closing hymn, 'Song of Exodus.' Yes, sing. Once the gold light was gone, Otrera stuck her head out from around the tree. Medusa, panting and struggling to stay up, had her huge claws against a tree trunk and her python hair dangling.“You ... you ok?” Otrera said.“I will recover.”That voice, rasps and hisses layered over something deep and menacing. Like out of a nightmare. Medusa looked to her, and caught her in one of her eyes; they were pulled to the side of her face somewhat, somewhere between a snake and a monster. But, they held no. Her ass curves were most tempting.So coming to the sex story. We use to bunk our college and meet we had many sexual encounters I’ll explain that later on but this was the wild one. Basically, my car’s tint was totally black from every side even if anyone would peep inside one can’t see. We went near her house I parked the car over there and she was about to leave as she was going home. But as usual she gave me kiss her lips were tasting yum we were engrossed for a minute or so and then it lead.