"AHH, oh god, mmm yeah, fuck yeahh" she murmured as her pussy started to dribble with her lovely cum. She pulled me up and was kissing my mouth pasion...ately as she was pulling up her dress and pulling the top of her dress down past her shoulders and exposing her beautiful, errect scarlet nipples. She grabbed my cock and was rubbing her clothes with it, until slowly inserting it into her warm, very wet hole. "Ooohh yeah"she whispered as I gently began to fuck her under the warm summer sun.. I'm scared. It tastes good but I'm out of breath. It doesn't matter. His cock still throbs harder. His cum goes down my throat farther than ever before. I close my mouth to suck it all out. I'm out of breath. It tastes great. He pulls out. I couldn't suck anymore. It didn't matter. I breathe. Wow. It was rough but his cum penetrates me more than ever before. I asked him if I did okay? He tells me it was a wonderful apology. He says he's glad I gave myself up to him more. I gave him complete. One was a classic professional style in powder bluecomplete with knee length skirt, apron, flat shoes and name badge,engraved with our feminine names of course. The other was a short Frenchmaid outfit in black, with garter, black stockings and 4" high heel pumpswhich happened to fit each of us perfectly.I tried not to show it but I was actually very pleased to be able to wearsuch feminine things which seemed to be made especially for me. Iguessed the other regular cross dressers in the group. ”“I see.” Rayner had poured through the Will of the Unnamed God to look for ways to accomplish his wild goal of creating a god and found numerous ways that the fairies of the corpsewood had used to worship him throughout the centuries.“As for the matter of assault.” She coughed. “It is a special crime against gods and goddesses. Even the weakest gods will expend themselves to curse those who attack their worshipers by such means. I don’t know why it’s worse than all the other tortures inflicted.