"Undo your panties."She hesitated, and again bit her lip. Pete pressed his cock harder. Michele flat out started balling. The tears poured down her fa...e as she debated the situation. One last chance to stop. One last chance to honor her husband and their marriage. One last chance to fuck Pete.She wept as her hands went to her waist, and untied the straps. She lifted the silk from her cunt, and let it drop to the floor. Pete pressed his cock against her bare opening."Do it!" She cried.Pete took. .Two large hands slid around her hips and began moving with her. She had been anxious about how it would change when Carl awoke. She startled when she realized that Carl's eyes were open! But the fear turned into something else. They moved together and she felt the connection. This was two people making love! One big hand moved across her rippling belly and stroked her nipple. Again she felt the pleasure raise a notch. The rhythm of their movements quickened. The other hand slipped down to. Occasionally, having had a glimpse of a handsome warrior during the day, she felt a twinge of regret that she would never again feel the hot urgency of a muscular young man between her thighs. On the other hand, the sensual fingers of the acolyte had given her more pleasure than she had ever received from any man. She dreamed sometimes of a night-time visit from the acolyte. Who could imagine the silky delights that might pass between them in the absence of ropes and the witch woman’s. He was so taken by the combination of the picture, the jelly, and the bra that he almost disregarded the piece of stationery the picture was wrapped in until out of the corner of his eye he noticed it had writing on it. Reading it now caused him even further excitement. It was from his mother and read:Dearest Bobby,I'm so sorry that we haven't had a chance to talk sincelast Friday. It's my fault. I've wanted so badly to discusswith you what happened. Please don't think I have beenavoiding you.