I entered her once more, easily this time, and with a gorgeous view of my white cock being swallowed by her brown ass, her graceful fingers pushing th...ough her pubic hair to her pussy and the tremors in her beautiful breasts.Leaning over her I was able to thrust harder and faster, the flesh above my dick slamming into her hand in her pussy and my thighs slapping her buttocks. Nina was still holding back her moans with difficulty, although she shouldn’t have bothered as if anyone else was awake. For three years already, Brenda and I had been pen pals: Janet had just left me here alone, and Brenda had just arrived in Alice Springs to work with the Aborigines. We wrote a lot about being strangers in a strange land, and having to serve the People of God as lone wolves. Her parents had passed away in the past three years since, and a few parishioners, like the Quilting Ladies, remembered her well. When the Mission Society asked about partnering with a parish abroad last month, we needed to. We then decided to take a closer look at some of the positions, etc. so we walked around. As we did this we became very close to some of the couples and there the was occasional feel from one of the participants. This felt strangely exciting to both of us so as we continued to walk around we did our share of feeling and touching. Nothing that would be in bad taste or anything.Finally I looked at my wife and she could tell what was on my mind and just nodded. We both started peeling our clothes. Poor guy, I thought, no blowjobs for years. Maybe I should help him out. When I leaned a little closer, I was shocked to see Marc sucking on a cock through the opposite glory hole. He was really going at it. He had one hand on the strangers cock and one on his own. Eventually, Marc pulled back from the hole and wiped his mouth off. Obviously, the guy had cum in his mouth. Marc sat back and watched the movie and stroked his cock. He started to whisper, Please Cynthia, suck my cock. I had to help.