She's been involved in the church her whole life. So have I, I suppose, but I never had the amount of faith that Antonia has."He paused and took a sip...of his scotch."Do you think she'll ever be able to go back?" I don't know," said Ken. "Hell, I don't really even know why she felt sick when she went. Maybe it was a coincidence."Angelo shook his head."She tried every day for the last few days," he replied. "Same thing happens every time. She starts to feel really sick if she tries to go. And it was implied that he had a sexual relationship with the Queen of Sheba, and you say that you have never read a salacious book. If you applied your standards to what constitutes pornography, then the Bible should be sold in a plain wrapping from under the counter of some sleazy bookshop.’ How many men here have been divorced and remarried?’ A dozen or so hands went up. ‘Put you hands down if you do not have a sexual relationship with your current wife?’ No hands went down. ‘You men,. When I walked into the small bedroom I stopped in shock. On the bed there was a small pink dress, a pair of see through black panties and a tiny black lacy bra. I froze. I thought at fifteen I’d already considered most things in my fantasies when I wanked but this had never crossed my mind. I started to take off my clothes until I was standing in the room naked. I picked up the panties and looked at them. Thin sheer nylon with a lacy trim. I stepped into them and pulled them up over my semi. My fingers are still in her asshole, and I am surprised that it hasn’t puckered up tight, as it usually does after she comes. I begin to think how good it is, that I have not come myself, yet.Then she whispers in my ear “that was the best I’ve ever cum”. I whisper back, “I think you have better cums to come, baby”. She’s silent, and looks me in the eyes. “When I fuck your asshole good and hard,” I whisper. “I was hoping you’d say that,” she said, as she pulled herself off of me, and laid.