I've baptized you, christened you and performed your marriage ceremony. One would think that I know you better then most. So where else to go if you h...d a problem? Your welcome here anytime that you like." Thank you Father. I'll be there shortly." and the child hung up the phone as I dog-eared the latest Clancy novel. I got up off of my sofa went to the fireplace and started a nice comfortable fire for my guest. Around twenty minutes later I heard her car pull up on the graveled driveway and. As for Autumn, she seized Joe, Lauren’s hubby, who was actually in the parking lot. She took him right there in his Mustang convertible, the ragtop down and the tryst visible for anyone not frozen. Of course ... that was basically only us. It was amazing to watch in action, the human not even aware yet of the phenomenon taking over his life, making his body responsible without his own volition. He was literally being screwed out of any shot at Heaven, but he was almost certainly better-off for. “It’s just going to be him, her grandparents, and her aunts, uncles and cousins. I told Kellie you make the best pumpkin pies. Could you bring some?” It sounded as if my plans were already made. Besides, how could I turn down a chance to be with my son on Thanksgiving? I drove by myself since Brandon said he and Kellie had plans to go out after dinner. At least I could duck out early, too. Hanging out with a family I didn’t know on Thanksgiving would be awkward. I just didn’t know how awkward. He in turn responds by reaching over and grabbing my ass, pulling the left buttock hard from its natural state, stretching my anal opening, his fingers kneading the buttock, tensioning the relaxing my sphincter muscle, in readiness for the back-door fuck, that these men down here crave for, especially the ones belonging to white European women.'Your husband', he asks again, as his fingers finally make contact with my other hole, 'He's watching us', I gasp, as his fingers meet inside me, the.