Ezekiel? That strange boy. Who would have guessed he could do such a thing? To become a woman and stand in his sister’s place. To allow the mob to h...ng him for a murder he did not commit. What astonishing courage and adherence to duty. But God worked in mysterious ways and who was she to question His Plan?She remembered the way Constance had walked among the mob with her head held high and a faint smile on her lips. That had been Ezekiel who had become Grace. Understanding flowed through. “It is fast, and reckless...”, he whispered,kissing my lips tenderly after each word. “Unexpected and...foolish...”, he continued as his hand moved over my breast fondling it and he also ran a finger other the soft warm folds of my pussy, which caused me to whimper against his lips and my shivering back to press harder against the wall. “And you are soaking wet and wonderful.”, he said with a smile and pressed his finger against my entrance collecting my juices as it slid up to my clit. He. I reached into my bag and pulled out a hand vibrator worn by barbers when giving head massages. It was an electric motor that clamped to the back of my hand and turned my fingers into magical manipulators of women.I turned it on and a loud buzz filled the room, Freeda looked down at me (at this point I felt we were close enough to drop formalities) her pretty face had a look of fear and anticipation.I put my hand palm down on her pubic bone, "Gosh !" she said as it shook her. "That's not at all. Bob knelt between Karen’s legs and teased her emerging clit with the head and shaft of his still hard and impressively sized member. He turned to me and suggested that I suck on Karen’s panties. “So you can taste what my cock is playing with.” Her taste and scent washed over me as I stuffed the flimsy garment into my mouth. He pressed home and I watched as his dark chocolate helmet slipped between her pale white puffy lips. “Ohhh Fuucckk!”Karen moaned as Bob fed more and more of his cock into.