Then I raisedmy hands high in the air and proudly thrust them out.The next step seemed apparent. Slowly and confidently I pulled off mytracksuit pants... letting them drop to the floor. For the first time I wasnude. Looking over my shoulder at the mirror, my eyes were treated to anamazing sight. A perfectly formed arse sat atop two of the most sensuallegs my eyes have ever seen. My hand kneaded the cushy flesh of my buttand I found it an incredible experience. My mouth hung open, my full. It will be his word against yours and who would you believe, eh?'Smee's face went from pink to grey. 'Christ!' he exclaimed, you're right! Oh! Oh dear!... I know, I'll rig a camera in the vestry and get a tape, or a disk, of him slamming the salami next Friday. Thanks, Sebastian, er, you wouldn't like to help me, would you?'And that's how I came to join the Chapel choir, so as to be able to help Smee get some dirt on the vicar.It turned out to be a very good move because the choir mistress was. He started to give hard strokes like a sexy hungry monster. Now I know why he kept his nick as Hard Rammer. A stranger fucking me in hall while my husband in bathroom made me more horny and I responded to his rhythm. He was ramming me for 10 minutes in that same position and he cummed in me with slight moan and fall on me.The bathroom door opened and my husband came out. Before that the stranger went inside the bedroom and closed, still with his dick out. I adjusted my skirt down and stood. Mind you,he shoved a long, warm tube in and out of my vagina-likewhat that sound to you? !-Exactly!He looked and probed for quite a time, but in the end hesaid to me that he didn’t see anything wrong, but thathe would like to see me the next week too-ostensibly tomake sure that I got no infection, but I bet that he hadquite a good time fucking me with that tube. Anyway I went to see him the next week, and has told methat I was fine but that he thought that I was pregnant.He wasn’t.