Up on her hands and knees now. I feel her breast touching my leg. I reach up and grab the handle above the door and support my weight with that arm as... I let my torso lean over. I stroke her breasts for a while longer before I slide my hand down her abdomen and over her pussy. My hand is still outside her pants as I cup her pussy, press my fingers against her yielding lips, and slide my fingers back towards her navel. She makes a little humming noise around my cock and rubs herself against my. As I stood there looking at my reflection, I went into shock. I saw thePrincess that my family and Gabe saw. I saw two beautiful women standingthere, only by looking closely, could I see Momma's faint laugh linesaround her eyes. No wonder Daddy called Momma Dyno-Mite, with her redhair and Irish temper, you risked getting her mad at your own peril."I AM BEAUTIFUL," I whispered as my mind finally processed the fact thatnow I was the girl that I wanted to be. I had been hiding behind an imagethat. These atrocities were long before Lafitte and his band of bloodsuckers had taken up residence in the cavernous underground chamber of horrors.Lafitte's children were almost 30 in number. He knew his gathering was too large. But attrition was ever present from dedicated hunters of his kind. Even the rival clans posed danger as they vied for prey from the pool of succulent visitors and college students sampling the night life and the crazy antics of Mardi Gras.He had trained several of his group. Instantly, I had the delightful feeling of a fat well-lubricated finger up my arse. It was hugely enjoyable, but it must have made for a peculiar sight. Two naked white women bending over while a huge black woman poked her fingers up their arses. I'd have loved to have been a fly on the wall and watched it all!After our little bit of buttery anal fun we made it back upstairs for some more serious shagging. I could hardly wait; the lure of Patti's tits was so compelling. The dildo was still on.