It was so sweet, when I went in, to look down closely and discover a curl of Bernard’s and another of Stella’s caught in mine. It was so perfect. ... tear formed and went down the young woman’s face. Dean pulled out a Kleenex and dabbed the drop away. ‘Why are you crying? Was this too perfect?’ Dean’s voice shifted in rapport with Maria’s distress. ‘There’s a part further along in here which will explain it,’ Maria sobbed. ‘I’ll skip ahead to it.’ Dean nodded agreement. ‘Stella and I were over to. She hadn't been able to think about much of anything else since the beautiful animal had fucked her the other night.Spread out on her back without anything on, the sexually aroused woman was idly fondling her big, full tits. She rarely let the reverend touch them, but she was rather enjoying the feel of them against her own fingers this morning. Thinking about the dog's long, red prick, her swollen nipples were taut with desire as she teased them with her fingers, making them stand out even. He drove his cock in with a force that made her being shudder but the harder his cock worked the more she responded and when he emptied his balls her response was a long gasp of appreciation.Slowly he got up, she untangled herself and handed him a tissue to wipe his lubricated prick. "Stay for lunch?" she asked as she put her house coat back on. He nodded and shortly joined her in the kitchen; the daughter was still clued to the television. It was just after two when he left; he buckled his. ”“What if she’s not looking at me?”“Oh-She-Will - when she hears your guitar – all of the women who hear you will ... When the one you want makes eye contact with you - her ass, her body, and her heart, belongs to you right then. There’s nothing she could do about it, even if she wanted to.”“What will happen if two women hear me and look my way?”“Remember, you choose the one you want. They don’t choose you. You could be sitting at that honky-tonk we played at a couple of weeks ago, and see four.