I just couldn’t miss service this morning.”“What’s your line, Brother?” A short fellow in neat brown suit and a neat comb-over from that gro...p of deacons asked.“I’m a professional recruiter. There’s a fellow down the road aways that my boss wants to hire, but he’s reluctant. Money doesn’t seem to be a problem, so I guess that he wants more benefits. In any case, my job is to close the deal.“But here, I shouldn’t be talking business on the Lord’s Day, and I’m keeping your dinners waiting on my. I felt someone pulling at my cunt lips, tugging on them roughly while fingers entered my hole, I felt myself getting wetter and starting to moan, I was really enjoying it. After awhile the stranger got off my face and they both swapped positions, the stranger pulling my cunt lips, fingering my cunt hole and stretching me open and the other guy on my face telling me to lick his ass too.Then it all stopped. My eyes were still covered and I felt something rubbing on my cunt and then someone’s cock. " They shook hands. Rachel had always hated the limp-fish "handshake" some women give, and had cultivated a firm grip. His hand was likewise firm, but there was no attempt to crush or intimidate (or limp-fish). He simply shook it and then let go. She led the way out of the elevator, and he followed. She wondered if he was surveying her from behind, but he moved up next to her and they walked down the hall to her apartment. She opened the door and led him inside, glad she'd cleaned the evening. Needless to say, Priya no longer shared her husband's faith in his ability to get her pregnant. She couldn't help but recall what the doctor said at the end of her consultation. His phrasing seemed a bit odd, but the implication alone was enough to stir Priya's imagination... (3 of 3) :Priya had always romanticized the idea of marrying her best friend and starting a family. Mark was the only man Priya had ever been with. She was deeply in love with him and had never even considered the notion.