"If you ask me it's a crying shame the way this man died, but he deserved it." Priest Abraham said."No man deserves to die. No matter what or how they...were. As for you, father, who let you into this crime scene?" Adam said in a pit of rage."Easy now. We called the father in because of the nature of the crime. We needed to know if there was any religious connection." Roger explained."Anyone could tell you that. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out when a guy is nailed to a cross that. She was happy and enjoying herself. Clinging to me, she screamed and shouted on each ride. As dinnertime approached, we returned. It had become quite dark. Outside the hotel door she said ‘thank you Pabby, I had a great time. We must do it again sometime,” and turned to go. ‘Sure any time. I also enjoyed myself. Sheena don’t you think Pabby deserves a kiss as a reward for the great time you had this evening?” ‘Sure,” she laughed and gave me a quick peck on my lips. “Is this the way you kiss in. I looked up at my wife, stunned at the way she was dominating me. “Get on your back and let me ride your cock,” she barked. Before I knew it, Samantha was bouncing on my cock, again. She was fucking me! I held it together the best I could, for a couple more minutes. She continued to ride me until I erupted inside her. I watched in astonishment as she collapsed on the bed from exhaustion. This was a new development in our sex life, and I was loving it. However, I was also curious about where. He walked through the door and I followed him watching his arms flex carrying his load. Quickly my mind briefly thought about the load in his balls. My mouth began to water. Shawn set up his ladder and climbed up high enough to allow him to reach the light fixture in question. His bulge was almost level with my breasts. Shawn looked down and noticed my stare. "Susan can you hand me my pliers please?" He asked. Damn, polite too, this guy's cock is going to be satisfied. I bent over his tool bag.