The shower felt great. Vic and I got in a quick stand-up fuck, oh, so good, then got dressed. I was in shorts and a short-sleeve linen shirt. Vic look...d totally edible and fuckable in a short grey flowered mini-dress. She was so fit she didn’t need a bra, and she surprised me a bit by not wearing her normal thong. I was hard again in no time thinking of that delectable twat in between those gorgeous legs. She giggled as I rubbed against her appreciatively.My vision of love had been expanded,. .uh, incredible!" She continued to lightly massage her very damp pussy until she her eyes widened as she looked toward the row in front of us. "He's looking at me! He can see I'm naked." Mary Ann squealed.I looked and found a guy standing there in the row in front of us giving a good wank on his hard cock extending out through the fly of his jeans. At first I was taken aback, but then I actually laughed and said, "You have been very naughty, dear, acting up for our horny spectator. He's got a. But then if he is too nice, I thought, he’s going to discover the secret beneath my skirt, not to mention the silicone babes that the contents of my sweater would reveal. I had envisaged it would be a night with some over-sexed male who would expect me to suck him off then leave me when he had zipped up his jeans without any need to enquire any further into mere issues of gender.Kevin’s quiet approach could prove much more of a problem than some randy no hoper. I was beginning to feel. I heard her stand and drag herself to it.“Father Mike! I don’t…”“Sandra White, I here to inform you that effective immediately you are banned from all parish activities including confession! Based on everything I know, I will be meeting with the archbishop to move forward with a bull of excommunication!”“NOOOOOOOOO…”Father Mike closed the door himself.I don’t know how long she lay by the door. Frankly, I didn’t care. Every sob was like a breath being forced into my lungs. Every wail was a.