But veryfew of us suspected just how personally we might become involved in hislife.At five minutes until two, one of the boys rang the church bell, a...d weall began gathering in the auditorium. I noticed immediately that not onlywas the entire membership present, but almost everyone else who attendedGrace with any degree of regularity was there as well. These observersmight speak, the men anyway, but they could not vote. Not that there wouldbe any voting today anyway, I was sure.As was his. A red fox emerged from the bushes with a dead wild turkey between it’s jaws. It looked at Wesley and Audrey for a few seconds and then scampered away.Once the fox was out of sight Audrey exclaimed. “Oh God Wesley that was so cool. That fox it was staring right at us.”“Yes, it was. It’s probably taking that dead bird back to his family right now. Do you know that foxes mate for life?”“That’s really sweet. I wonder if we can do that.”“What?”A faint blushed appeared on Audrey’s cheeks. “Never. Her juicy snatch stimulated me. My orgasm built in my pussy. Every thrust into her tight depths spilled rapture down my shaft to my hot cunt.As my twat grew hotter, my ovaries grew tighter. They absorbed the heat, exciting my cum in them. My tits heaved in my blouse as I slammed into the prostitute’s snatch, loving how that ache built at the tip of my girl-cock, that wondrous need to erupt into her snatch and fill her with blast after blast of my jizz.It would be incredible.“Becky, she is. I had never thought of these things all the years they had lived around us. What was going on with me.At least my husband bought me this car but he was the one that maintained it. He got it so I could go shopping and take his precious Sandra to any appoints she might have. The car was more for his precious Sandra than for me. I was just the driver attached to the car for her needs. Don't get me wrong I love Sandra. She is a good daughter but her father spoils her rotten. What he refused.