“I want us to go to church as a couple Sunday and spend the rest of the day together.”I smiled even bigger. “That is my fervent wish for this we...kend.” We kissed again. “What church do you go to, Karen?”“I’ve been riding with Melissa to a Presbyterian church but Mom and Dad are Methodist and that’s my preference.”I pulled her face down and gave her a kiss. “I’m Methodist, too.”She looked at me carefully. “We are going to have to talk about things more to find out where we have differences.” We. “Okay Babe… Then just wear your sexy white tennis skirt without any panties. That way, when Sally reaches under your skirt she can finger the hell out of your squirting pussy without having to take off your panties… Now that would really be hot – wouldn’t it?” I said. “For the last time Mr. Alex – quit it!” Needless to say, by now my wife was totally frustrated with me. Although I finally shut my mouth, my wife wasn’t done with me… “Alex - thanks. All you’ve done is make my pussy wet. Now I. If he keeps at it, that k** will probably really make a name for himself in the future.”“Yea, that's what I thought. But my plans for the next 6 years are mostly concentrating on becoming the best Marine I can be, marrying Linda, and whenever I have the time or inspiration I still want to write stories and create modules. But the last 2 are more hobbies than careers I think.”“Yea, you're probably right there. But when you can, please continue to write. You actually have an amazing streak with. She cried out sharply, but her initial shriek of surprise quickly turned to loud moans. I was manically fucking her in no time while Jenny held onto her bouncing tits. The bed soon creaked wildly, surely audible by all surrounding neighbors. Kim kept her fingers on her clit, rubbing herself furiously to match my rapid thrusts. She was working herself up to orgasm on my cock; I could feel her pussy walls rhythmically squeezing around my turgid muscle with each stroke. Her cunt was so sweet.