May didn't notice. She was just enjoying herself dancing. Not really thinking about Simon, but trying to remember the last time she'd been dancing. Sh...e knew when it was, just couldn't remember much about it. Probably too drunk she thought wryly. It had been just after her decree absolute had come through, and she had been out celebrating with friends.At that moment Simon stiffened. "Mum," he whispered urgently. "She's here."May sighed. "Don't call me mum," she whispered back. "Call me May while. She peered past her perky mountains, legs opening wide, her mouth parting in shock at the thick white creampie pooling in the dirt before her pussy. Her heart quickened in pace when all the pieces fell into place, something had raped her, she knew deep down in her gut it wasn't human. She needed to get out of the park, looking around for her clothes, only to find them in ragged tatters around her, she would have to walk commando to get to her car. Not wasting any time wallowing from what. So are you. I will be very proud to escort you to Sunday school and church, and anywhere else you might want to go, too.”She blushed again. Holding my hand, she said, “Let’s pray.” She prayed for our time together and the food. I joined her in the amen.We ate and then left for the church. We got out of my car and people stared at us as we walked inside holding hands. I don’t think Morgan had ever walked into church holding hands with a guy. I know I was proud to be next to her. She attended a. It's not at all uncomfortable I answered. She said let's see if it works as she pulled her towel off. She picked up her tiny white terry cloth shorts and pulled them up her dark tanned legs. The bottom half of her ass cheeks are exposed and the crotch seam runs nicely between her pussy lips. She next put on a white cotton tank top, her tanned titties could easily be seen through the thin cotton material. She sat on the bed as she fastened her white wedge shoes. When she was dressed she hopped.