I could see that she had a real nice pair of tits and my cock started to get hard in my jeans. Being horney and looking to get laid, I walked over to ...er and introduced myself. There was 1 thing that seemed out of place though I didn't think of it at the time. This woman, in 85 degree weather was wearing a sheer scarf around her neck. I asked her if she would like to get a bite to eat since we had a 45 minute wait for the train. She said that she wasn't what I was expecting or looking for. I. I conceded she may have had a point."What the hell, let's go for it" I said.Lynn had obviously been counting on this as opened her wardrobe door and picked our box of toys up.I reached for the toys ready to start on her but was amazed to hear her say "Not so fast buster, it's MY turn tonight, now STRIP!!"I was too surprised to do anything but obey and quickly shed my clothes.Lynn looked me up and down, apparently deciding what to do to me before reaching for the butt plug and lube. I started to. "Hello Mrs G... ," he sourly replied.The filthy slut, he thought to himself. Every week she comes to confession and tells every detail of the vile, disgusting, lascivious goings on of her and her queer husband. How a man can willingly set his wife up with other men I can't understand.Such were the priest's thoughts and he continued on his way into the church.After a wait of a minute or two, the confessional door opened and closed as the first penitent entered.It's her, Helena G... , the priest. "Jake smiled at me."Sounds hot," he said. "And speaking of hot, can I get you any coffee today?" Large cappuccino," I said.Jake disappeared behind a partition and a machine whirred. The sex images were still shooting through my brain when I felt a pair of hands squeezing my ass."I like Longfellow, too," a voice breathed into my ear. "And that's not all."The hands moved from my ass to my hips and spun me around. It was the young lesbian. The scent of coffee drifted up from her red lips."Want a.