What he did not know was Jane was hiding in our large walk-in closet. We had removed half the clothes and placed a chair in there so she could sit and...watch. The door was open just enough for Jane to see most of the bedroom, but with it being dark inside, there was no way Peter would be able to see her.I led peter over to Jane’s dressing table and opened the top drawer to reveal all of her underwear. Some sexy and skimpy and some more practical. There were panties and bras, stockings, suspender. My tool was growing in inches as the body got exposed to me inch by inch. Within minutes the beauty in her black dress was lying nude in front of me.Her boobs were so well shaped that Julia Ann/Alison Tylor were a no match to her. & the pussy so pink like some folded rose petals.I couldn’t resist anymore and decided to give it a go. I started by cupping her boobies which I could hardly hold single-handedly so I decided to go one by one. I started biting her left boob first pressing it as hard. A little after 7 on a Friday evening I left home and arrived at my friend Bobby’s houseBobby was a tall skinny guy standing about 6’2” and weighing about 180. He had medium length blond hair and blue eyes and was eight years older than me at 25 years old. I had known Bobby for most my life and he was a great friend. There were two other friends staying with us that night and I was the youngest of the group. Luke was the next youngest at 21 and Chris was the oldest at 26. We had all grown up in. Instead, I'm giving her orgasms. Lots of them! But, she makes me feel young again. Vibrant! Full of life. What should I do? Resign as Pastor? Move away before we get caught? I couldn't sleep. I couldn't concentrate on my impending Sunday Sermon, so, I did the next best thing. I did what any addict would do. I closed my eyes, draped her panties over my nose, inhaled and grabbed my rampant cock and stroked until I spewed my seed all over myself.Sunday came and I led the service, all the while.