"I didn't acknowledge him, but slipped out. Assuming everything worked out, I had changed my plan a bit. I would come back here and have another talk ...ith the priest. I had some plans forming in my head, although they would have to wait until Charlie and Sandy were safe. First things first, after all.I left the church and headed down the street, following the Priest's direction. There were very few people out on the street, which was probably a good thing. In the US at least, street gangs had. Let me narrate to you my first encounter… I was 18 yrs & we had a huge house..mom, dad & sister lived together. I used to study for my PUC II exams in my room on the first floor… There was this maid named Elizabeth…she was about 17-18yrs of age with nice pretty boobs & a sexy curve over her hip..this girl used to stay at our place & sleep in the kitchen…her father & mother used to stay close by … This girl used to go home every sunday and return on monday & stay the whole week with us… During. Marian has something called a queening-stool. Her husband made it. Could you make a queening-stool for me, Peter?”Good god, how my wife has changed!“Well, I’ve, err, heard of them. Perhaps there are some designs on the internet, I could use. Let me do some research.” (Needless to say, I knew exactly where to look!).In fact, when I looked, I could see that it would be far easier and quicker to order the required item, ready-made. I wanted to order a comfortable, deluxe version, which would cost. "Thomas said that if you like eating his cum from my pussy, you might like getting it from the source. Now finish what you started my dear sweet cuckie and get the rest of the gift Thomas sent you."With that my beautiful wife of 8 years pushed my face back between her thighs. I lapped at the plump labia and teased her clit. Cin tells me no one can eat pussy like I can. Thomas' cum runs out thick and tangy. I think about what my wife said about Thomas wanting me to suck his cock and my own dick.