" And you and your wife loved it here so much you chose to stay." Actually, I came alone, and met someone here." And now you want to marry her." Actua...ly, yes, I do." And I'll bet she won't come here to get married."Don's face went pale. How did this stranger know? Pastor Ken smiled a gentle smile and said, "I'm sorry friend, but I don't know your name." Don. Don Taylor." Don Taylor, a good name. Don, I'm a third generation pastor. My grandfather and my father built the original church, and. . I just wanted you to come over here and fuck me" Tania admitted as she led me to her bedroom where we ripped each other's clothes off. She pushed me back down on the bed, and immediate grasped my hard cock.She straddled my hips and lowered her wet pussy onto my cockhead."Fuck your hot" I gasped when her super hot pussy walls slid down my shaft until her ass rested on my hips."I really needed that" she gasped as she started to bounce up and down on my cock. My hands went to her beautiful tits,. She was sitting in a sofa chair with her knees lifted up, feet resting at the seat, legs wide open, and her heels touching her buttocks. She was studying some novel, while scratching her slit innocently unaware of my arrival in the room. I was bewildered to see her pajamas torn from its stitching exactly in the center of her legs; creating a four to six inches wide window and her hidden treasure was clearly visible to me while sitting on the opposite chair. Her face was hidden behind the novel. It was only after you left to get the car that she spoke more openly with me, and that was the first I’d heard about any of this. When I explained to her that we were both new to this lifestyle she offered to mentor me.”I felt a bit better knowing that Melissa hadn’t been lying to me this whole time, but something wasn’t adding up.“What about Victoria? You’ve been friends with her for years, you didn’t know that she was into this? When you first tried to set me up with her, you weren’t setting.