The collision with the door and floor ... the mess at the hospital ... my flight ... Wendy’s flight ... it all came out while we were sitting in the...folding metal chairs in the lobby of that 1950’s brick one story building laughingly called the Sheridan County tower.They finished.A long pause ensued.Longer.Longer.Still not long enough.Oops.Too long.And Karen said, “So ... she’s NOT really your wife.”“You got it,” I said.Wendy said, “Except in Colorado ... in Colorado ... he’s mine.”“That’s. ”“Get thee behind me, Satan!” yelled a septuagenarian bishop in the third row.“I’ll go wherever you wish, your Eminence,” Satan whispered in his ear, having appeared at his back, running her talons down his helpless chest to circle the tip of his tenting cassock. “From behind is my favourite way to take a priest.”“But first,” she continued, back on the altar in an instant, “let me introduce you to my darling mortal Temptresses, the Horny Order of Saint Lilith!”All five nuns in front of the dais. I turned the page. There was a beautiful chiffon dress in a lavender and violet floral pattern, with a draped neckline. I could just image myself in that dress, walking along and feeling the skirt brush against my fingers. The next page had the shortest, tightest dress I've ever seen. It was black, with contrasting white collar, cuffs, and belt. It was so sheer you could see the model's white slip underneath it. Now, that would be fun to wear with a really sexy white satin slip. I've always. I almost grunt at the sight in front of me as I get behind her and line my cock back onto her pussy. "Fuck me until you cum deep inside me Varun," she turns her head around and batters her eyelid."I intend to," I tell her as I hold on to her hips and ram my cock all the way deep back in to her pussy. "Urgh," she grunts as I start fucking her mercilessly. She's seen my caring side, well it's about time she sees the selfish side I tell myself as I increase my tempo and use her like my very own.