I only went to the church for her sake.”“Well, Mrs. Jennifer, you are a fine Christian lady.” Said the bishop. Big Al agreed with an “MmmHmm... That‘s right!” The Bishop continued, “I want you to pray about it sister. The Lord will lead you to do the right thing.” “That’s right.” said the lady in white.We said our good byes and of course Big Al made sure to pull me into his crushing embrace. He held me there pressing my face to his chest. The smell of his cheap cologne filled my senses. . Just enough to be able to rub into the fabric and not cause any suspicion. But I was so horny just knowing that my cum would now be sitting on her hairy old pussy all day long. This went on for a few weeks, and became my regular routine. She and my wife would sing my praises about all my help with her and handling the laundry. It was great, I got my fill of sweet smelling panties and they thought I was the nicest guy around. But over time the urge to do more was overcoming me. So I set my mind. "Um, opera singing, you know?"His fingers traced the ridges of her spine. "What happened?" He stopped at a point between her shoulder blades over where her heart was located. The energy around her heart was thin and very weak. There was a jagged hole in her heart energy that looked like someone had ripped a piece of it out. Ah, a broken heart. He felt a flash of returning anger. Some ass ruined her. His own heart began pounding with a stuttered and almost broken rhythm, as though a portion were. I’ve taken several chances trying to hook up with her but she’s keep turning me down. Good luck dude she just like a big walnut, she’s really hard to crack good luck.”Nikki said, “All your friends thought she was really good looking daddy? I mean they all thought that mom was the most beautiful girl there?”“Yeah Nikki they all thought that mommy was the prettiest girl there and they all wanted to have sex with her but she was a good girl – a good girl that is until she met me.”Now, the girls.