An electronic carillon was summoning the faithful by the time we had parked. The church's doors gaped open, sucking in a throng of worshippers wearing...their Sunday finery, which was generally casual attire with an occasional elderly rebel wearing a necktie and sport jacket, even a suit, or nice dress. My bet was a lot of golf clubs were rattling in car trunks on the drive over.I was fully clothed, even to the point of my most formal hoodie, in deference to my illness, so I didn't feel out of. ”“Well Terry I honestly can’t thank you enough. I was really worn out last night as it had been a long drive to get here. By the way I’m Robert, Robert Barlow.”“I know,” said Terry, “Your photograph, what you did in Afghanistan, and what’s happening today has been in the papers for the last few days.”He looked surprised, “Nevertheless I am very grateful for what you did for me.”“That’s alright, always glad to help our boys in blue” she said smiling once more.Trying to salvage the situation. ."I held her close and pushed my dick into her mouth, before quickly removing her black bra and grabbing her big, pink tits. She sat up and kissed me, rubbing my dick with one hand and her tit with the other."I have something to ask you... And I don't know how you'll react so please don't feel out ok?" Ok, I promise..." My puss it's still full of his cum and mine, it's all mixed up and leaking but I'm most definitely full of his spunk... It's kind of an ultimate fantasy of mine to be fucked by. She was tanned, muscled, and completely beautiful. When I was with her I wanted to eat her and when she left I found myself masturbating until she returned. Karen was my first real lover, my first real relationship. I remember the first time just being in bed with her. Just me and my new lover, together, in bed. It was so wonderful and thrilling to be with her and to get to know every inch of her and not have to worry about anyone finding us or yelling at me. We could do anything we liked. It.