It felt scary and sexy at the same time and I felt myself getting wet! Leaving the “predator lounge” and crossing the bar/dance floor area led...to another doorway, this one with a bouncer to ensure that only couples and single women went beyond that point. The doorway led to a lounging area, a fetish room with a St. Andrews Cross, a few private rooms, and a stairway to the second floor. The second floor was more of the same, rooms, open areas full of couches and chairs, and the occasional. ?One word of caution, gentlemen?? she said calmly,?you must not release your semen in my vagina? only in my mouth?? she admonished them. The two men eagerly began to pull down their trousers and waddle toward the sinful nun. One almost fell as his pants gathered at his feet and tripped his step. She was ready to burst out laughing at their antics as she lay, waiting for penetration. The first to arrive with tool in hand was the farmer. He stroked his cock and drooled as he pushed his. She wanted more details about what they wanted and what they were willing to pay. Due to the exchange rate, even a 50/50 split had her starry-eyed at how much money could be in it. Easy to make a week’s wages with a couple 5-10 minute videos. She did want to make sure that the stuff she was making was just for personal use and not for porn that would be commercially distributed. I said it was definitely just for random horny guys, but we really couldn’t stop them from posting if they wanted to.. .. I felt myself lock into a paralyzed position as the tingles of electricity spasmed through my body. I could feel the now familiar swellings and withdrawals as my body rearranged itself into feminine perfection. When I felt myself come back to consciousness, the first thing I noticed was the water from the shower playing across my torso. Where before the only sensation I had felt was a slight pressure against the hair of my flat male chest, now the water was a stinging spray against my full.