Seeing the number of tents and stalls. The flags, banners, signs and advertisement projections. I was certain it was pilgrim season. There were music ...and a din of voices coming out of tavern tents, but the street and side isles between tents and stalls were mostly empty. Most pilgrims and merchants still asleep or just about getting up. The distinct scent of cooked breakfast, coffee and the food odors of nonhuman meal choices mingled with the cool dry air.A human man wearing one of those golden. "I just stood there. I glanced at that purse of hers in the hallway. Iknew it had the keys to my car as well as hers. I just wanted to go!"Oh yes, I haven't said anything about it yet, but I do love that dressyou're wearing," Helen added. "Ever since you bought it, when was that,a few months ago? Around the end of July? At Tolliver's sale? Ihappened to be there then and I saw you holding it in front of a mirror,trying to make up your mind about it and trying out a few others aswell. At. Pam follows suit and my gown drops to the floor before she slides her hands over my naked chest. Then she is sliding a hand along my semi-erection as Jim keeps taking pics. “Do you want what your lady is doing to my man?,” Sarah teases as she teases Peter’s flaccid cock with two fingertips as he ogles my now almost fully erect cock.“Yes, don’t stop,” he mutters as Sarah wraps a hand around his cock and slides it along his no longer flaccid cock. “Your lady is licking and sucking my man’s. ”“Well, I’m sixteen, and like Judy, I heard about you when Beth and Mary Jo told Sharon you had fucked them, and Sherry at the lake. That’s when they got their big titties and big butts, as near as we could understand. Judy and I talked about this after Mom told us Sharon called a little while ago, and wanted us to come over.“We want you to know, as much as we would like to have bodies like your Mom, Sherry, and Sharon – we would give up the chance to look like that, if you would give it all to.