With her hips swaying, her excitement increased. Soon she was moaning and gyrating on me like a wild animal. For several minutes she danced on my cock...while I bucked with her. I did not know how close she was but I would be exploding any moment. "Kesha....I'm going to cum," I struggled to tell her. She only picked up her pace in response. I'm not sure she even heard me so I said it again, "Kesha...you've got to get off or I'll be cuming in you." I may have cum in her the previous night but that. “I should be able to be back in twelve days if I only stop to load timber,” I said. “That takes into account that I can’t leave before tomorrow morning. I have several business deals pending that I have to complete before leaving,” I warned.“Thank you,” he exclaimed, exhaling with relief as if he’d been holding his breath for a couple of minutes. He told me how to reach his com unit, and thanked me for the chocolate yesterday. Unfortunately, it did nothing for the Gorokian women.Waving goodbye. Go on Pat." Okay. Well as you all know last year George and I were about to call it quits. The marriage wasn't just dead in the water, it was going down for the third time. We hadn't had sex in quite a while, hell, by then we were hardly talking to each other. I didn't think we'd make it to Christmas. Anyway..." The menfolk had settled in to watch football; most of the women had gone off to shop except for Charlene and myself. I just didn't feel like being grilled about George and I. The men. By the time my own spanking came about my lady parts were quite damp & i am sure sister would pick up on my musky scent & beat me even harder.But it was Father Dean who aroused the flame within me. I often heard his moans of pleasure coming from the confessional booth as many a widow or neglected house wife would pleasure him orally between the confessionals anonymous dividers. They would leave looking sheepish, trying to sneak out un-noticed, embarrassed, wiping their lips & trying to hide.