***Eventually we made it to my grandmother's house. I was a nervous wreck by that time. Ma was sitting in her favorite chair and when I saw her I ran ...o her and through my arms around her. She held me trembling in her arms as mom told her about the mass."The people were, well, curious about Kimberly. It wasn't unlike being in a fishbowl. We had everyone's eye on us from the moment we walked in. The priest paid our part of the church a lot of attention. When he got to the sermon he was on the. Then he carefully oiled her slit, working the slipperiness into her cunt where it was soon joined by her own reaction to his fingers. As she was roused by his fingering he watched her cunt lips puff and the tip of her clitoris peeping from its hood. When he judged she was ready, because her eyes had closed and her little cries of fear had turned to tiny murmurs of pleasure, he moved between her legs and positioned his now fully erect weapon at her entrance.Feeling the warm plump tip of the. ... deeper ... faster... thrusting inside rhythmically, driving me crazy with desire. You slide two fingers in and out as your mouth and tongue make love to my pussy. You massage the walls of my pussy with the tips of your fingers, in and out, my hips thrusting to the same rhythm. I feel like I'm on fire, unable to focus on anything but the movements of your tongue and the way my body is responding. You're driving me higher and higher; I can't think of anything but release. Suddenly I. She then grabbed my arms and said, those bags are probably nothing with those big arms of yours. She then put her hands around my right bicep and gave them a squeeze. She then said look what you have been hiding all this time as she ran her hands down my shoulders and back. I thought, really? I am not the one who has been hiding a smoking bod but OK. We laughed about it for a bit and walked back to the drop off point.When we got to the truck she returned a call to her roommate/babysitter.