Otherwise, Maggie or I would have had to go over there and get him." Helen helped me get Dan into the foyer. She turned and shouted up the stairway. "...aggie, your husband's home." Maggie came out of the bedroom, walked down the stairs and joined us in the foyer. She was wearing a towel wrapped around her head and a bathrobe. "Sorry, I just stepped out of the shower," she said apologetically. "Thanks for bringing him home, Bill," she said as she guided Dan toward the stairs. "He doesn't do this. Andrew's Church.The default religion for 'don't knows' or 'none' was C of E. Agnostics, Atheists, and pagans of all shades, also fell in with the Anglicans and marched to St George's. However, they remained outside of church until the end of the service, and then fell in with us holy ones before we all marched back to camp for Sunday dinner.An urban myth was that 'the ungodly' were given foot drill during the hour long service, and many became 'Christian' to get into the warmth of the church. She was so horny grabbed my hands and made me touch her pussy it was well trimmed and wet.I started rubbing it. It became wetter and I started rubbing her clit and fingering her. She started stroking mine fast and we both kissed madly. I started sucking her nipples and biting it she pulled my head pressed against her boobs. She stopped and went to a knee and gave a kiss to my cock tip.She moved the skin back and pink color cock and started licking it. She started sucking it, the best feeling. "Thank-you Sissy boy," she said in the middle of the waiting lunch crowd. For the rest of lunch she continued to refer to me as Sissy boy, regardless of who heard. Her foot found the way to my crotch several times during the meal, caressing it gently.The rest of the meal went events, unless you consider her calling me Sissy boy in front of everyone eventful. Elaine paid for the lunch on our way out, and to the car, we went, with me following her like a puppy dog in heat. Soon we were on the way.