That Sunday as I entered the church I was welcomed by the new preacher and his wife. He shook my hand saying welcome. As soon as our hands parted I fo...nd myself being hugged tightly by his very buxom wife, in fact, so tightly I felt uncomfortable knowing she was giving me a hard on and I also knew she could feel my hard dick and we were standing right next to her husband in church. I loved feeling those plump firm breasts against my chest but knew we couldn't hug forever. As we broke the hug I. But today I had no choice. I was going to court today. My sister and I were finally going to face the judge.Our parents had selected the new dress that I would wear. The dress had been strongly recommended by the lawyer that the court had appointed for me.My sister had her own lawyer, also court appointed. And she already owned clothing that was appropriate to wear to court. She was a much more conservative person that I was and it was reflected in her wardrobe.Everyone was aware that my sister. There was a cute little pee slut here. Why waste my piss in the toilet when Petrina would love to pee. And then an even nastier though entered my mind. “Hikaru, take Petrina's place licking Fernie,” I ordered. “Petrina, take off your panties and come suck my cock.” Petrina stood up, reaching under her skirt to pull off a blue thong, her face was messy with piss and cunt-juices. Hikaru knelt gracefully beneath Fernie and started to gently lick Fernie's cunt. The Black girl growled, grabbed. Susanne never was on top of a horse. The sturdy stallion looks dangerous to her. Especially with that hard-on...She wonders whether he got so excited from smelling fumes from her bare open pussy, full of fear for abuse?Susanne silently listens to the talk between me and the teen at the terrace of her mansion, facing the dunes.She feels secure for he time being, sipping at her favourite long drink of rum and coke, while I interrogate Am.Susanne feels queer. Afraid of my dominance only one hour.