He spread my legs a bit and slid that monster between my thighs, which I promptly closed around his cock and started rubbing it the best I could, as h... make little upward thrusts. This guy was dry humping me in his theater seat! It was totally wild!"Ooo, God, baby," I cooed as we broke the kissing of a second.This was just driving me insane, plus the alcohol was taking effect. I wanted this stud between my legs, but I knew we couldn't go all the way, not with me having so much equipment.I slid. My mother told me you wanted to see me about something.”“Let us walk George.” We walked out of the church, making our way to St. Barnabas Church which was a small walk away. “Your mother has told me about the discovery of your child, that it may still be alive.”I replied. “Today we will visit my mother-in-law to see how we can find the child.” We reached St. Barnabas church, that is when I remembered, next to the church was a small hall, they used it for small parties. “Father Petrou, do you. ‘It’s fucking amazing’, I say. I see Rose at the waterline, her dark skin only covered on waist height, a purple shawl. Jenny and Emmy, the strawberry haired tall girl with the pale skin and her hourglass figured friend, in everything her opposite, shot from behind, holding hands, eye pulling derrieres with mini bikinis. Roberta in the dunes, topless, dark sunglasses, a pierced nipple, black curly hairs peeking out her pale blue bikini, a narrow path of them up to her navel. A quite. I didn't have to wait for His fingers to emerge glistening; I could smell her scent all the way across the room. Yes, she was haughty and defiant, but somewhere under the attitude a slut loomed begging to be brought to the surface and I intended to do just that. In past exercises, the transformation was something to behold. Breathtaking actually. I always felt a surge of pride to have participated in such a spectacular event. Kay's transformation would prove to be the most intense and beautiful.