Until I met Karen Marshall and Dulcie Chesterman. Chatting to one of the congregation one day, he quoted a passage of the Bible that summed up how I f...elt. It was said that Jesus ‘Spoke with authority, and not as the scribes’. Dulcie spoke with authority. One felt that she knew and had absolute assurance about the things she said. Now sometimes, that sort of attitude can be repulsive, but not with Dulcie. She never pushed, never pressured anyone. She never bullied her hearers. But she attracted,. “Mother.” I whimpered back, and kissed her. She did not give me a hedonistic kiss, but one with closed lips, a mother’s kiss, one last time. When she pulled back to look down upon me, I did not know who she was anymore. ARBOR The creature did not yet have a name to call herself. I had released her from Kiera’s enslavement the moment she changed, and now she stood at the mouth of the arboretum, disinterestedly examining the flowers she once tended with such care. The violet had left those eyes. I was in shock, not knowing what to do, and found myself blushing. I guess I am modest, after all. I stood there naked in front of them, them ignoring my nakedness and my arousal. The more uncomfortable I was, the higher my erection rose. Finally, Meredith, mercifully, laughed and tore off her t-shirt. Annette followed, and those wet shorts were gone too. They were soon naked. They swarmed me, one rubbing my chest, the other my back. Their hands travelled down to my waist and teased my. Oh yes! I love the way your cock is throbbing in my mouth. You kiss Sarah as her long brown hair tickles your chest. I reluctantly release your cock. It’s wet with my saliva. I want to be greedy but I’ve got to let the other girls have their turn. I cup your balls in my hand as we suck you off, one by one. We’re good girls you see. We form an orderly queue. We can entertain each other while we’re patiently waiting our turn. My pussy has got so wet after sucking you. I guide your hand between my.