I smiled sluttishly and then reached on my breasts to unhook my brassiere and then pulled it out too. Then I slipped my saree out of my waist band and...let it fall to floor. Then holding my petticoat cord in one hand I pulled it to let it fall free from my slim sexy waist. The minister reached forward and with one swift motion he pulled my satin panties down to my ankles. I kicked them free.The minister stood up to admire the curves of my body. My beautiful round milky breasts with their erect. , ‘an orgasm by him, even if only once in a while; safety would be nice;’ she added to the list thinking about his violent temper, he may have been a good son-in-law, but a good husband, NO? All throughout her attempts at self-satisfaction, she’d look at her husband, hoping he was still asleep, afraid he’d catch her, remembering the last time he did: “What the fuck are you doing,” He shouted at her, “insulting me? Telling me I’m not a good enough lover?” He grabbed her by the hair and pulled. “Ooh…Naaattt…” I breathed as he slurped me dry. As he continued to engulf me, he placed my hand atop his hair. Instinctively, I pressed his head in further suffocating him with the hard flesh between my legs. Wrapped tightly was his mouth around it causing the fluids in my groin to build. “Shit…oohhh…baby,” I said while still forcing his head to move on my length. Slowly he rose, looking into my eyes. While licking his lips, “Mmm Roger, come for me love, now baby.” Again, he kissed me before. No one had associated him with us yet, but that was probably only a matter of time now. Every two bit gunsel and wanna-be thug in South Florida was now looking for me with orders to shoot on sight, and damn any innocent bystanders!"Damn-it, you owe me Foole! After all of the crazy burglaries we pulled back in the old days I'm half tempted to turn in the crazy lady myself! Just for my own self- preservation! She's certain to get us all killed ... not that I had much of a life left in my dotage.