The bliss full years I could count on one hand. Still, we managed to produce two fine children. Both were born in the first couple of years of our mar...iage when the bliss was at its greatest. Sex was an every day looked forward to event. That changed. Could have been because of the demands two babies put on our relationship, but most likely it was our realization that we were getting bored with each other. Cannot say which of us was the first to step out of our marital commitment, and to be. Add on Sunday school, an occasional seminar, and a trip or two or three to one or two of the memorials and nearby historic sites and that gets her out a little too. Then throw in the Worship Committee; that means changing the sanctuary paraments and altar flowers, an occasional cake or pie for a shut in or a visit to the hospital once in a blue moon, and then there’s trips with the pastor to one of the nursing homes or the nearby hospice. And no it wasn’t the pastor.For sure Joyce gets out, but. And her pretty face was inches from an expectant and undulating dick. I would have pulled out my dick and jacked right there in the office if I could. I gaped in anticipation of watching her leaning in, inching ever closer to that dick. Then the screen went blank. Fuck! Was there a time limit? Was my battery dead? App die? What happened? Fuck! What's worse is that I soon discovered the video itself was gone! Some sort of auto-delete function, I learned. I was pissed and excited at the same. I.D.Inc. kept their promise, she’d be joined somewhere along the path. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and counted to 10, doing her best to suppress the mixture of fear and excitement that made her tremble. It wasn’t too late to turn around and go home. She’d forfeit the fee she’d paid, of course, but at least she’d be safe… Shaking her head, she took a slow, deep breath, and steeled herself. If she chickened out now, she’d regret it for the rest of her life. She set out on the trail,.