A long, high-pitched shriek came from my wife’s lips as theman drove the full length of his cock into her cunt in one mightythrust. Her head jer...ed back and she whimpered between gasping forbreath. He looked back at me over his shoulder as if to see whereI was and how I was taking the sight of my wife’s cunt being filledby so much cock, then he returned his attentions to my darlingHelena, who seemed to have got over the initial shock of the hugepenetration, because she was grabbing. Crenshaw could you come in here, please." Certainly, Father."The door open a few seconds later, and the secretary entered the office, with Catherine still sobbing into Father Andrew's shoulder. He turned his head toward his assistant. "Could you get Miss Matzke a cup of water, please." Certainly, Father." Mrs. Crenshaw looked warily at Catherine, and headed out the room.By the time she came back with Dixie cup of water, Catherine had started to compose herself, and had let go of Father. “So,” she said softly as she smiled, “what will you be saying to Leon when he calls you at lunchtime? Yes or no?” His heart was yelling ‘no’ but his head was thinking differently. Karen was fumbling with his zipper. He stayed silent as her fingers slipped inside the opening in his trousers and took hold of him. “No Karen,” he sighed as he felt her warm fingers enfold his hard flesh. “Yes or no?” she asked as she sank to her knees. “Please no, Karen.” Her lips enfolded him and her hand began. My heart is pounding wildly against my thin silk gown that flows over my nude form. I want you, I mouth to myself, as I watch you drift almost to sleep. I long for you, for your touch, for your kiss. I make my move and go very slowly to your bed. You do not notice me. Your breathing is even and slow. I nudge your bed gently, shaking it only enough to make you turn over to gaze at me with half-aware eyes.My hands move slowly over the roundness of my breasts, down to my firm, smooth stomach, then.