Go back to missionary with her boring husband. The thought alone simply repulsed her so she focused on the wonderful feelings this stranger’s cock s...irred up in her pussy.He held onto her hips, his fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. The pain mixed with the pleasure and all she could think was ‘more’. She wondered, briefly, if she let this go on for much longer would she lose her mind completely. Oh but the thought of going over the edge with that hard piece of meat banging her had her. ”“I love music,” Meg said, as if Phil had any doubts.“Then be prepared to sing,” he replied as they entered.Despite Abe’s worries, there were a several other nationalities in the church, though there weren’t many.“Let’s sit in the back,” Abe suggested. “Since we’re new, I don’t want to call attention to ourselves.”“I wanna go up front where I can hear everyone sing,” Meg said, dancing in place.Phil considered him, without saying anything, while Betty shrugged.“Abe!” someone called out from near. “Well?” she asks. “Well what? he asks. “The view? What do you think?” she laughs. “Beautiful, and the lovely countryside isn’t bad either,” he replies, his eyes never leaving her. “You are a charmer, arent you?” she quips back at him. She looks at her watch quickly, then says to him with a smile. “Time to go look at our animal friends”. Walking away, her hips mesmerising him with their gentle sway, she leaves by the side door to help organise the drive. Taking a few moments, she. Upon entering the house I did a double take when I saw my girlfriend talking to Carla. This wasn't the Carla I was used to seeing, he was standing there about in leggings hugging every curve and a v-neck t-shirt so tight her 48 triple D's were overflowing out of it. We exchanged hellos and hugs that immediately made my cock twitch, I new this was gonna be a long summer. The 4 mornings I enjoyed the show as she went from her room to the bathroom with the skimpiest panties that were being.