Megan said that she doubted that she could handle 12 in. The picture he sent showed a very long, but thin cock. I told her she could handle it and af...er a little encouragement she decided that she would try. You must understand that at this point we were very new to swinging. There were a few things that Megan would not do. One was sucked my cock or any other cock that had been in her pussy. She always wanted me to wash my cock, before she would suck it. Just one of her little quirks that. ‘How soon is our friend the Reverend Brenda coming to town?’ ‘She’ll be here around noon on Friday.’ Brenda Porter was an Anglican priest about my age, thirty five, who was visiting home from her mission to the Arrernte Aborigines based in Alice Springs. How she got there I don’t know, but she was coming home for a visit with local friends, and to get people interested in a sister parish relationship with hers. Shaking her head, she said, ‘Pity I’ll have to miss her, I’ve always been proud of. She didn’t say anything.But after 3 weeks of not talking, she finally called me. She said she liked me too, but she is already in a relationship. Also, it won’t work between us because of age and caste differences. I was disappointed, but I understood, and we were really good friends.After a while, she got a job. So before she left, we had a party, and everyone was drunk. The party went up late till 3 and the last ones standing were her and me. She finally told me that she really liked me, and. “Fucking Hell!” She screamed. Her ankles were now on his shoulders. For the next couple of minutes his hairy, muscular arse banged against her, hammering his cock in out at an unbelievable pace. “Fucking Hell! That’s so fucking good! Faster, faster! Yes, yes, yes,” She kept screaming, through clenched teeth. They were, both, still oblivious to my presence at the door. “I’m nearly there, I’m nearly there! Are you ready?” He grunted. “Yes, yes!” She replied. In a well-choreographed manoeuvre,.