As the sun set Gwen knew she must make her decision. Either ignore the call, go out, distract herself and let the evening pass as well, go to bed and ...et things continue as before — or call, surrender to Jessica and become her lover as well as David’s. Images and feelings of the encounter with Jessica flashed through her mind. She could almost taste those delicious lips, feel those luscious breasts pressed against her, those strong arms pulling her to the mysterious woman who held her in sway.. I don’t know if she’s notices or not but she keeps going. I wonder if she did so I turn my head to look at her and then I see what I have been missing.My husband is kneeling behind her, kissing her back and nudging his prick towards her slit. My first thought is I might have got away with cumming. Then she pushes my bum down so I’m lying flat, still full of the fake cock, as she kneels behind me. Her hands move onto my back, she is no longer fucking me. She’s too busy concentrating on his cock. He strode back to the inn for his car, passing, as he did so, the Reverend Blunt outside the little church, updating the woefully low steeple-restoration appeal fund thermometer. ‘Good morning,’ the man of cloth cheerfully greeted him. Of course. The vicar will know every damn body and thing that’s going on around here. Sure he’ll know Tess and where she is. Jack related his story, watering down the section not suitable for ecclesiastical consumption. ‘Hmm,’ pondered the reverend, rubbing his. I overheard her talking with her friend about wanting to do it with him, and at first I was shocked, but after reading some of her E-Mail's, I sort of liked the idea, I mean it got me turned on." O.K. Kathy, what's the gag? What do you have up your sleeve?" Karen, it's no gag, and I am serious. I think, no, I know that Megan and Jason both must have our sex drive genes. There is more." More, like what?" I came home from work early one day and found Megan and Jason in bed. I got so fucking hot.