“I want to be there for your resignation next Sunday and I want to work with you on your final sermon. I want it to be a real barnburner of a speech... you see, one that will light a fire under them and make them rethink their whole lives, so that at least some of them will be ready to leave your church will you. Talk about your schisms, eh?” Julian smirked at the idea of what might follow such a homily and departure.“Well, I always wanted to leave in a memorable way, wherever I went, and I’ve. She leaned into me biting through the cake and snogged the icing from my face leaving me with a little bit cake and an erection. Once she had eaten the cake and swallowed my cream she noticed. She laughed and collapsed into me. I put my arms around her as we laughed. I noticed her long pink nails. Something I did not have. Next time I thought. There was more drink to get through. There was more wine and a bottle of Gin. I grabbed the Gin glasses from the cupboard. She got the ice and lemon. I. 'Here' he said, turning and rushing back towards me, 'Let me take this from you', he was indicating my heavy jacket with its badges and pockets.The ride out to here had exerted me to sweat, and beads of sweat had formed on my upper lip, I think it was that that had caught his attention, but unseen to him, thankfully, were the beads running down my inner thighs, I swallowed hard, as I could only imagine they were also sweat.I removed my jacked to reveal my white blouse, and as I slipped it over. Nailah swayed on her feet, dizzy from pleasure and jostled around by the violent pounding. Her narrow braids fell in a tangle over her face, and she lowered her head, panting. She could hardly think, overwhelmed with pleasure and happiness as she submitted to her god. Her husband."More." She moaned, but it came out like a whisper. "Please" she managed a little louder, voice cracking as another orgasm began to build. Sebak continued to thrust mechanically, Nailah's pussy still leaking from his.