Half an hour later she mphhddd in orgasm and lost control of her bowels and wet herself. Every hour or so she would orgasm and all her restraint would... go. By the end of the first day she was bogged down in wee and she hated it. The smell and the humiliation were the worst bits. And then she needed a poo. Try as she might she could no t hold it back and with the next orgasm she lost all control and now to add to the wetness the was a stodgy grittiness. After the three days were over Lucci. She then told now your turn make me cum at least 3times without fucking. I then started fingering while kissing she cummed for the first time . Then I started pressing her mangoes and sucking then and then after some time I started licking her pussy again she cummed twice and I was about fuck seeing how wet she was but she caught my dick and told I asked me to make me cum thrice. We then kissed for a while and I started fingering again she successfully cummed again.Immediately she took my dick. Well, all bar one, a man with a building desire between his legs, for the tender and sweet curves I had been blessed with by nature herself.I dozed in small fits, dropping in and out of consciousness, not fully aware of my panties being removed, until they glided over my bare ankles and possibly into his trousers pocket, those last threads of cotton that formed a gossamer shield over my moist lips, feeling him gently pry them apart to feel the soft suction of my cunt, as his fat finger dipped. The cop didn't react. Paul hated the mirror shades, he couldn't tell where the man's eyes were looking. But he could give a good guess. "Is this your car, miss?" He asked."Yes, it's mine."The cop nodded, "Can I see your licence."Paul froze. His license was in the glove compartment, but it was absolutely useless. No way would the cop believe the forty year old man on the license was now a teenaged girl. "I... ah... haven't got it... right here." I see, where is it." He said in a slightly bored.