He did it slowly. She arched her back. "Um, um, nice and wet and tight." His finger worked slowly in and out of her cunt. He moved her slightly to mak... sure that I could see his finger fucking my wife. And I watched. My cock was hard and I began to stroke myself. Any anger or apprehension which I had had, was now gone. I saw him begin to use two fingers in her cunt. She winced a little when he went in but she kept rolling her hips to push against his fingers. His thumb was now rubbing her clit,. It was the package for a home pregnancy test. I stood in surprise as I stared down at it. I had a 'what-the-fuck'? moment, when I realized that the only reason for the presence of such a thing in our trash can, was that my wife thought she might be pregnant---but since she and I hadn't really had much (if any) of a sex life together in quite a few years, the significance of my discovery was all the more...surprising, you could say.I let the lid to the trash can fall shut and I went back into. ”“It’s your language, it’s said in your books!” I suddenly felt very defensive.“Strange... anyway you have a deal.”His cheeks turned red. I started to undress and he followed. The first thing that struck me was his very large reproductive organ or I guess it’s called a penis.“Your breasts, they are very large. Do you use them to feed young?”“No, do you?”“Well human woman do.”“That explains why human men like them. I never understood that.”“Can I measure you?”“Yes.”He went to his bag and got a. Would that be okay?”“I guess you can, but I know he’ll say no.”“Well, I have to try. I’ll go find him. You stay right here.”“No. Here they come now,” she said and pointed across the sanctuary.“Oh, good,” I said, hiding my apprehension.“Hello, Pastor Edwards. I’m Bill Wilson. I’ve been talking to your lovely daughter.”“Have you? We’re very proud of her.”“I asked Lynn if she’d have dinner with me tonight, but she said that you wouldn’t let her.”“Well son, we’ve not let our daughter date. There.