“Honey, I hope you don’t mind but I am going to touch myself to the thought of you.” My pussy began pulsing for attention remembering your grun...s and groans. I slowly unbuttoned my pants trying to make it as realistic as possible. My ginger hip movements to slide off my pants, reminded me of the look you had when I did the same thing for you. I exposed my white and pink thong hoping that soon I could unveil them to you. My hips rocked back and forth to my ingenious imagination of your hard. You need to convince him to call me and beg me to come over and fuck you. If you can’t convince him, I have some very embarrassing video from this afternoon that might end up emailed to your friends, your parents, your husband’s boss, or maybe people from your church. You never know who might see it. But you can’t tell your husband about the threat, you have to convince him by other means.”“Please, fuck me now. I’ll do anything you want. But I need to feel you inside me.”“I won’t fuck you until. This was a new angle to confessing her sins and she was surprised when he approached her with the nasty looking leather strap with signs of hard use.After a few dozen hard swings of the belt on her bottom, Angelique was more than sorry for her sins, she regretted even thinking about going to this church for absolution. The next time she would be much more selective in her choosing of confessors and find one with a more forgiving nature just like it said in the good book.Sister Angelique was. " Mom?" I shrugged.Mom smiled at me and said, "You think you have time to take me shopping before work?" Um...yeah, but what's this about Dad?"Mom sat and sighed, "Listen, Glen, your father's been having an affair now for over a year." I was stunned and then suddenly felt my own hurt come rushing back upon hearing those words of betrayal."Why...why didn't you tell me this beforehand? Better yet...why are you letting him? I don't understand. This is so confusing."Mom reached over the table and.