The next two hours were spent looking in one store after another. With Joan buying me little trinkets from each, whether it was a pair of earrings or...a new dress it didn't matter. Apparently Joan was very well off and was able to spoil her lovers with gifts. At first I objected to it, stating that I should buy within MY means, in this regard she ignored me and just kept her shopping spree going.By the time we were done, I think she spent over a thousand dollars, most of it on a very sexy. I rubberd her body, she watched my as I shifted on the bed and began working my way towards her head, starting at her knees, a kiss a couple of licks another kiss. Across her stomach then back again, flitting my tongue into her belly button, then working my way to her brasts, she watched me her eyes half closed, enjoying each kiss, each little lick, shifting so that I had access to wherever I wanted to touch or caress. When I took in her nipple, grazed it gently with my teeth, then sucked. Her daughter met us along the path, a fair-haired copy of her mother, lithe and lovely. She curtsied with a wide smile and said to her mother, "He's about done."We walked to the back of the small church. "He serves three parishes, earns three wages, none of them very much." A youngster came from the back door, flipping a shilling in the air and skipping down the path. He saw us, pocketed the coin and ran. Odd behavior, thought I.Her husband proved to be a soft, fat man of middle years, balding. He had never seen any part of any man look so gross and menacing. Not even in a blue movie, let alone in action with his wife.Each knowing inthrust of it in his wife, even each withdrawal from her, caused his partner's cock to glide suggestively within its wet translucent sheath of milk-white skin and slightly over-bulge and subtly flex as if, despite its obvious steely hardness in her, this awesome hardon had a personality and life completely of it's own."Yesss... oohhh yesss George... give it.