I could feel it through the thin material of my dress against my back, and I was immediately impressed with its size. I reached behind me with my righ... hand and found his shaft, gently rubbing it up and down as I felt its rigid firmness. Wayne took it from my hand and lubed it up with some of his saliva, before lining it up with my anus and – with a gentle push – shoving it into my asshole.My eyebrows shot up, but I was surprisingly receptive, as he began slowly rocking his hips behind me,. "Oh, no," Mrs. Fortune replied, "my husband is a minister, and he leaves all of this kind of thing to me, he is much to busy at church to be bothered with the running of the household!!!"Dan stared at her for a second, thinking to himself that never in his thirty seven years had he ever seen a pastor's wife that looked anything like Miranda Fortune! Dan quickly came back to reality and proceeded to go over the details of the system he thought would take care of protecting their home. Miranda. The panties that contained her sweet bottom on her 5000 mile journey. The same panties traveled another 5000 miles to reach me!My cock throbbed as I sniffed and licked at the gusset of her black panties. I unzipped my pants and undid my belt, letting them slide down. I hooked my boxers and pulled them down letting my cock spring free. My hand found my cock as I rubbed her panties over my face. The feel of the silky nylon making my cock throb as I began to masturbate.I lowered the panties to my. She must have been super aroused, because I could smell her pussy clearly.I rotated my hand, so I could cup her, and she spread her thighs wide enough for me to push my middle finger into her moist folds. My finger sank into her wet velvet, like a hot knife slicing butter. She ground her clit against the palm of my hand, smearing her wetness all over.“Let’s get outta here,” she whispered.We paid for our uneaten lunches, and with apologies, we left. She followed me to my apartment, which was.