As they walk ahead of me, her hands around his cock, Chris gives a look over his shoulder at me, seeing I was still following.My watching of Chris and...the young woman, I see her first fade into the darker dimly lighted section to an extending tunnel, she coaxing Chris along to go with her to a place she comments as being more private."Where are you taking me?" I heard Chris asking her, he saying it with a sense of urgency as then loudly in hope I could hear, as be a witness."To a window in time. I was having an instant hard-on n it was visible through my pants. She looked down n told sir isn’t that thing in your pants hurting u why don’t you just take it out he will feel free in such a good atmosphere, I was shock hearing such words from her mouth n happy too, I said I can’t do it why don’t u do me a favor take that thing out for me with your own soft hands he will be more happy.She sat down n slowly touched it over my pants, I told her to hurry its hurting me more now she slowly. The next morning we got up and had breakfast. Brandi had told me that the church services started at ten. We got showered and dressed and off we went. On the drive over Brandi told me that the reverend was very educated and he was addressed as Dr. Morris. Dr. Morris will be at the front door, he always greets his congregation there. When we walked in was I ever surprised, Dr. Morris was black . My guess at his age was about fifty-five. He was five foot nine and looked to be over weight. He was. B was pissed, really pissed, but not at her.She thought Mr. B was in for a world of shit, even if she would never use those terms in front of either of them.“I’m not sure why you are showing me this?”“My husband is a flaming idiot. I decided to do something about it and also to make damn sure he cannot act on his silly fantasies.” She turned to him, “Show her!”He hesitated, his face turned a dark scarlet. No one said anything else for a long moment at the temperature in the room rose by.