Wallerman turned to her. Tilda lowered her eyes and kicked the floor with her toe, squeezing the stiff part of her dress that spread around her. When ...he looked up, her bottom lip quivered and tears flowed down both cheeks.Mrs. Wallerman ran to her and hugged her. “What’s the matter?”“He was the worst.” She sniffled. “I wish I could kill him.”“Trust me,” Steele said, “you don’t want to. Once you kill someone you’re never the same. Now clean up the dishes. It needs to look like you two just woke. I love you sucking his huge eleven-inch cock for the pleasure of two men. You are very exciting baby. Very!”We are in this situation because my wife Carol has always fantasised about fucking a huge cock. Eleven-inches was her ideal she often told me when watching porn movies of well-hung men.When it comes to sex Carol is a woman of power and mystery and very good at getting what she wants.Carol is a very attractive brunette, very uninhibited with a voracious sexual appetite. She loves playing. He smiled wickedly. Standing there. Doing nothing. She couldn't move. She was breathing hard. He loved it. The wetness between her thighs confirmed she did as well. He bent down, kissing her left thigh. Then her right. His hands grazed her cunt. Elle's hips bucked. She was moaning. His teasing was driving her nuts. His mouth found her center core. Eagerly he licked her, kissing her clit. He sucked it. Harder, then lightly nipping. Elle was crying out now. Her moans of pleasure could not be. I nodded keenly, desperate not to be found out. So at 4pm I knocked quietly on their suite door and let myself into their apartment, the Pastors wife comes out to meet me, she is a tall, thin, pinch faced woman with dark hair, almost Amazonian in appearance. The Pastor is waiting for us. she says. Oh shit, I panic, she has told him what she caught me doing! She ushers me into the Pastors study, it is full of religious pictures, books and a brass cross. He is wearing his long dark purple robe.