Donovan had a flash back about the last time they were together like this, which put a smile on his face. The flash back started to cause a tent in hi... shorts and once he realized what was happening he tried to get that memory out of his mind to stop the tenting but was unsuccessful. Ray's head was resting on Donovan's chest, giving him a perfect view of the tent in Donovan's loose shorts as his dick was now reporting for duty.Ray's hand twitched and started to draw figure eights on Donovan's. She should be with boys her own age. I'm her Pastor. I should be giving her guidance in her life journey. Instead, I'm giving her orgasms. Lots of them! But, she makes me feel young again. Vibrant! Full of life. What should I do? Resign as Pastor? Move away before we get caught? I couldn't sleep. I couldn't concentrate on my impending Sunday Sermon, so, I did the next best thing. I did what any addict would do. I closed my eyes, draped her panties over my nose, inhaled and grabbed my rampant. But there wasn’t much time for this kind of thinking. We reached the shore and grabbed our bags and headed for the car. The important thing was that Peter had told me that he belonged to me in every way. That was what I wanted to hear. The night continued smoothly, without any more reference by Peter to a potential seedy carrying on, nor any break in the love that he was showing me. It was a wonderful night, with the children still thrilled to be with their grandmother, and my in-laws being. So nobody was surprised when she, the so hyped first female president of the USA, was forced to sign her resignation. But for what happened next... well nobody saw that coming.In the resulting mess, when nobody was able to give the citizens a clear solution to the problem, a new political group emerged. They called themselves 'The New World Order'. Their theory was simple yet revolutionary: it was clear as the sun that the more this 'feminism' and 'gender equality' thing got ahead and ahead,.