I closed myeyes trying to concentrate in not loosing my consciousness. When Iopened them again, I was not in the church anymore. I was facing twocars,...a typical middle class model and an old blue Volkswagen Beetle.Both cars where involved in some light fender-bender. Then I heard thewoman again:-"Have you made a good trip?"I looked at her direction, and, only then, I realized I was clearlyseeing her face without glasses. My astigmatism was gone! My God, myfirst impression was right. The woman. ” Her voice waivered. Before he could refuse, she took his glass and was off. She needed an excuse for her to go into the house and use the bathroom. The lush grass tickled her bare feet. In the bathroom she pulled up her skirt, pulled down her damp Brazilian undies and got the toilet paper. Wiping made her tremble with pleasure –- and want more. She slipped her panties off, balled them up and stashed them under the sink. She sat for a moment, thinking about the week between her last meeting. Steven could hardly take his eyes off Pat's lovely big backside and she knew it, as they reached the front garden of the cottage she stopped and beckoned her husband to her."Frank baby, why don't you eat that sweet little cunt that you've been drooling oversince this afternoon while you both watch young Steve here fuck me senseless?"Steven looked up in awe at this woman in front of him, this Amazon, his senses were reeling, suddenly he wasn't in control anymore, hell, he wasn't even a. The lust-driven man was almost ready to cum and he had to slow his rampaging movements to hold back. He wanted to prolong this delicious sensation as long as possible while his wife got used to it, all in one session.She was beginning to enjoy the feeling of being filled to overflowing, and she played with his testicles joyfully, reveling in the fact that she was able to accept her husband's sexual ways and fully gratify his every desire.Suddenly and without warning, the words came flooding.