The idea of a secluded self catering cottage or unusual place grew and with it the desire for a man. She confessed to her priest that she was having i...pure thoughts and then regretted blurting out her desire for a return of married conjugal pleasure. The priest was warm and sympathetic to her needs and desires though and asked if she might like some support from a counsellor in view of her difficulties of bereavement and the grinding challenge of caring for her mother. Shortly after this. With that my face is flooded with a delicious frothy white foam. I do my best to lap up all of her sweet juices.Just as she is starting to come down from her orgasm I shove my finger all the way up her ass. Almost instantly she cums again. This one as hard as the first. I can't believe how much cum is coming out of her pussy, its pouring out of her, almost squirting out. As she comes down from her orgasm she tells me to climb on top of her, she wants to suck my cock. I do as I'm told and climb. " "How did you know what I was searching for?" "Because none of the usual things were there. I saw none of the flirtiness or coyness in your eyes. You knew you were beautiful but you didn't care. You weren't looking for people to admire your beauty on stage, you just wanted them to believe that was who you really were. I only saw sincerity and truth." "Truth?" "I saw something pure in you." "Well we all wear masks. You think you know me so well." "I. I could feel the firm tips of my breasts pressed against his back, and the softness of my bosom comfortably snugged at the base of his shoulder blades. “Oh madam. It isn’t right”“Please call me Rani. No more madam. Okay?”I ran my hands across his chest; my fingers thread themselves through the coarse hairs. My cheek rested against his back for a moment, and I pulled him closely to me. I gently turned him around to face me and our eyes met. I was able to see the longing in his eyes and I knew.