I remember that I went to the bathroom to clean up. I left the bathroom to get the wine glasses and find more wine. When I got back to the bedroom I c...uldn't believe what I was seeing. The two of them were laying together kissing each other. I would have thought that they would have been spent same as I was, but to my surprise, there were at it again. Karen had pulled out one of her strap ons and it was laying next to them. I took a seat in the corner of the bedroom sipping on my wine and. Victoria loved the feeling of the slippery fingers in her ass. Todd then stood up and dropped his tennis shorts to his ankles. Then he pushed his jock down to his knees allowing his thick cock to spring free of its confinement. He covered his cock with lotion and then added a gob of saliva to make it as slick as possible. Todd stepped behind Victoria and lifted her tennis skirt up over her back. Victoria leaned over further to facilitate the anal penetration that she knew was next to come.. It hurt, and the numbing cold made it difficult to bear. I stroked my clit whimpering a little and backing out. I leaned back rubbing my pussy faster, hoping to distract myself and arouse my ass a little before I took it again. I rubbed the length of the bottle between my meaty lips and rotated it, letting the cold perspiration run down my body. I felt the urge to go farther, I took the blunt end of the bottle and pressed it against my labia, I pressed down firmly squishing the cold plastic. Haven’t you heard of the Commandment, ‘Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy God in vain’?” Pastor Myers started to preach again.“Strange, I don’t recall Jehovah answering to the name ‘fuck’, do you, kids?” I laughed, as they snickered, while I finally pushed Pastor Myers and his deacons out and slammed the door in their faces.“Evidently, that’s their idea of ‘visitation, ‘ to wake a middle-aged guy from his cat nap in a motel room with his kids, after one of their parishioners kicked.