Brother Tom Gavin will be on the pulpit leading services," Reverend Doyle announced to Reggie's elation.Melissa's husband was leaving for three entire...weeks. Reggie never missed an opportunity to get inside a stuck-up white woman's panties, and the good Reverend Doyle just revealed his next chance. Reggie smiled to himself – perhaps going to church was not such a bad thing after all, even though he served a different master.That autumn Sunday, church departed to an unusually mild sunlit. “Yes, I felt that I did. He’d discovered us, and sooner or later he would have figured it out or asked; and hiding it, given what he now knew, lying or keeping secrets would not have been the best of all possible paths to forgiveness,” she said. He nodded.“I guess you’re right. But him knowing that sure makes it a tough sell for us to get back on any kind of an even keel with him,” he said.“Did you tell him about our plans?” she said.“Yes, like you, I figured keeping him in the dark till the. She was bent over searching for a movie for the k**s to watch. I wanted take give her a passionate kiss, but settled for a hug. We made sexy eyes as we released and I gently groped her ass. My Aunt's house was always well decorated and warm and cozy in that Christmas sort of way. The fireplace was lit non-stop through the holidays, the house smelled of fresh pine, burning wood, and baked goods. I looked forward to the next three weeks relaxing in comfort with family, but I mostly looked forward. It had been so sudden and definitely so unexpected she half squeaked. She turned as much as the crushing masses would allow her to, to see who, or what it had been. There was no one thing that was immediately apparent, and she put it down to sheer anguish at the crowds. A moment later a hand… and it was a hand, touched her arse. It was light, brief… but certainly not brief enough. It had lingered a moment longer than an accidental touch. Krisitn didn’t move, she was in shock. But what shocked.