I love thefeel of wetness. I pushed her panties aside and slowly slide a finger in her wetwarm pussy as I rubbed her clit with my thumb. I felt her cl...t getting harderand her pussy wetter as I fingered her. My hand was dripping wet and my cockready to explode from the great blow job she was giving me. I reached for herhead and pulled her off my cock and said, I need to fuck you as I turned her sothat she was kneeling facing her window and her ass was towards me. I pushed upher skirt and tore. This is reality?It looks like a fantasy.If this is a dream, I hope it will never end.We kissed for another unknown amount of time, and at some point, Mary again began to stroke my shaft over my clothes. The stimulation was intense, I thought I was going to come several times, but I managed to hold on.When another strong sensation passed through my body, I finally remembered where we were and pulled her away from me. We can’t go on like this. Looking at my shorts, I smiled bitterly, there was a. “Yes, Babe, but I have an hour before I have to be in my ward to be prepped.” “Let’s make the most of that hour,” Edna said, as she stroked my cock until it became rigid, at which point, she mounted it in the cowgirl position and began to fuck it like a cowgirl gone wild. I must admit that I didn’t give Edna a “royal fucking”. She gave me one. Damn! It was good for me and for her. We fucked for the entire hour, during which both of us enjoyed earth-shaking orgasms, rested for a few moments,. “Still, Howard corrupted me in some ways, getting me to try some things that I hid from my parents in turn. Miriam would never understand, so I never told her, but I picked up a taste for some treif. Not all treif, but some treif. I just never let it into the house. There were other things, of course. Not all of them religious, either. Howard frankly just couldn’t bend at all, though I tried to please him when I could. I wasn’t perfect, though. I picked my share of fights. Still, it hurts. It.