We talked just about everyday but never meet up during the week. Mel and I live 1.5 hours away, being married, it makes sneaking out for a quicky a li...tle difficult. I had denied her the ability to play with herself and for a woman who had masturbated just about everyday, she needed some attention! "Feed me!" she declared one day. I reminded her that she would be meeting PG in a few days and if she was a good girl, she could be feed then. I still had yet to fuck this girl!I chatted with PG and. She heard a male and a female voice speaking to one another and they seemed to be drawing near to her sanctuary. A feeling of panic spread through the girl's body and she wildly looked about the room. Other than the arched entryway of the chapel, the reliquary, the candles, the painted angels, the stained glass angel and a black, metal grate were the only visible choices of possible escape. As the voices seemed almost upon her, she had no time to ponder her options. She hurried to the grate and. She was wet and ready for him and pulled her knees slightly more, opening herself to him. She looked up to see him looking at her, his eyes asking her if this was what she really wanted, giving her a final chance to stop if she wanted. Her body answered by raising her hips slightly, touching her pussy to the tip of his cock. She felt him slowly lower himself toward her. The tip of his cock separated her lips and easily entered her. He was moving slowly and she could feel every inch of him slide. When I came back they were all in there seats waiting and Chris was sticking his cell phone in his pocket. I said "Let's see what's next on the agenda." Chris said "It's in the top drawer." I looked out the window and saw it was just getting dark but the boys were still playing ball. I quickly turned my back to the window and opened the top drawer and took the notes out. I came back around the front of the desk looking at the guys stare back at me as I looked at the cards. My eyes lit up as the.