‘Will you do something for me?’ she whispered against his lips. ‘Of course I will.’ He licked her lower lip with his tongue. ‘What do you w...nt me to do?’ He moaned as he felt her push his hand down between her thighs. She widened her legs and laid them over his and pushed his hand down, gently guiding his fingers inside her pussy lips. His other hand slid up and cupped her breast, his fingers gently running over her hardening nipple. ‘Make love to me?’ she whispered, her lips touching his. "Who was it that proposed last night? So unless you have changed your mind she is our daughter. Isn't that right Tunie?" Yes mummy," replied Tunie getting into the act.Dudley laughed even more. "I can see I am going to be up against it from now on, two women in the house telling me what to do" he said. "But I was not questioning your statement darling, my grin was an expression of pleasure that you had so unconsciously referred to Tunie in that way"Luna leaned over and patted his hand. "I know,. "You better before your husband realizes you're missing."That struck a nerve. She knew her husband never paid any attention to the choir so she doubted if he would have noticed her absence. But if she wasn't standing there with the others when he was done, he would ask her where she had been. The preacher's wife tapped her bun to make sure it was still on top of her head and smoothed out her long dress. She opened the door and peeked out. Trying to be as invisible as possible, the preacher's. I had never had an orgasm, not a proper one. I just can’t get myself there. I’d tried my fingers, the shower stream, even humping at my pillow, but that last climax was always out of reach. I was more than a little frustrated. If not here, where? If not now, when? I hoisted my fat butt off of the rack and continued poking around. I tried to climb and straddle the pony, but I couldn’t balance myself and I tumbled to the ground with a painful thud. On one table an assortment of canes was laid out.