We acted like husband and wife. He hugged me and smooched me the pool and acted like my husband. To be honest everyone at the pool was shocked to see ... stunning woman like me with a ugly old man but I enjoyed it. He then said ” Tum bahut sundar ho. Humesha mujhe khush karti rehna. Tumhe kissi cheez ki kami nahi hone doonga.” I felt proud after hearing that.He then told me that he wanted to massage me and told me to take off my bra and lie down at the poolside. I did the same and he poured oil. “Uh, no, no, I won’t,” I said quietly. I tentatively reached out with the paper towel, pausing in front of his cock for a few moments before wiping the end of it’s residual cum. I imagine that the paper towel didn’t feel particularly pleasant, but it wasn’t particularly pleasant for me either.I turned to Emma and used a clean part of the towel to clean up her blouse as best I could. It was probably going to stain, though, I thought.I took another clean towel to clean Mike’s dick in similar. A lonely rusty gate swung and slammed somewhere down the deserted street. I rushed around the corner and up the hill to the church.In the sacristy dressing room it was warm. I hung up my coat and hat and changed into my surplice and soutane. I liked the smell of them, the hard clean white cotton of the surplice and its intricate embroidery, the sleek, almost silky blackness of the long soutane that came down to my ankles. I looked into the sacristy and saw that the priest was already fully. Her bikini top was untied with the bow strings hanging by her sides. I could clearly see the side of her one tit. “Excuse me…..Mrs. Levine?” She opened her eyes and flashed that smile at me. “The gate’s open, come on in.” As I opened the gate and approached the chaise lounge, Mrs. Levine caught me by surprise. She lifted herself up off the chaise, swung her legs around and sat on the cushion totally topless. Her tits did not sag one bit and her belly was flat with just a.