As he was setting up the coffee pot, his phone rang, scaring the hell out of him. Yeah! he barked. A soft female laugher echoed back at him. Well, wel... it would seem lack of pussy makes you mean. Ben laughed. Sorry honey, but the damn phone startled the hell out of me. Although three days with no pussy does make me a little cranky. More laughter. Aww poor baby, it wont be long Sarah will be out of school in three weeks and we will be there three days after that. Youre the one that had to get. Hold my hand?"She used my land-line. With hindsight, I ought to have bought her a cheap mobile."Pastor Grey? Rose-Marie Burnham ... yes, I'm fine, I'm sorry you've been worried ... I got lonely in the house on my own and I'm staying with a friend from University ... I'm sorry I haven't been to church, I've been to the local church with my friend ... Oh, St. Jude's." There was a long pause then while I could hear a lengthy series of squawks from the handset. "I'm sorry you feel that way, Pastor. One day she was meeting up with a guy she was having an affair with and suggested that I might like to visit a particular isolated carpark that they occasionally used for assignations at around about 1:00pm. I of course dropped the business I was working on at the time and left the office, telling my secretary I'd be back in an hour or so. I knew the particular car park as she had used it before with another guy a couple of years earlier, I pulled into a vacant spot the opposite side of some. Youfeel my reaction as I try to move away, but your grip on me is strong. Yourhands grip my neck, one runs through my hair. I am helpless, as you move downmy body with soft kisses that turn into teasing nibbles. My body, tense inits bonds, tries to turn against you, but you are too quick, and move down tomy pussy faster, grazing the soft curls of my mound. I gasp, and stop my movement, as you run your fingers around my thighs. Ifeel your fingernails as they graze my inner thighs, making me.