But I was soon back thinking about Laura and Saturday morning. Wednesday I called Jessica and told her, “I’ll leave a key for Laura under the mat... Tell her to come on in. I’ll be waiting for her.” “I'll tell her, and I hope you have a good time. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” I laughed and hung up. Saturday morning I lay in bed while my wife got dressed and left for work. Fifteen minutes later I heard a car pull into the driveway. I heard a key in the lock, the door opening and closing,. I’ll get it hard again or you are clinically dead. I have a great hands-on demonstration for you.” My lecture made the impression I was after. The two cocks in me started to pound harder. Their alternating thrusts had my pelvis moving in such furious motion that I wondered if I could walk straight when we were done. Jerard actually started kissing and licking my back between my shoulder blades. “Is this better, Terri? Is this up to your standards?” SLAM! Marcus sweat was dripping on my chest.. As the priest moved faster into Joan's vagina, she moaned and said praying,"Oh my Lord, your humble servant Joan, beseeches you to help her receive pleasure and satisfaction from your plentiful bounty. May I never invoke your wrath, or fail to satisfy the hope, desire, and expectations you have for me. Your will be done."Only a minute passed and Joan screamed, as she reached her sacred communion with God, and had a violent and disruptive orgasm. Father Paul smiled as Joan rolled off of him and. "Yer just lazy."The bustling figure of her mother interrupted Moira as Abigail sipped at her drink and she was passed a small bag of "butties" to her daughter. She straightened Abigail's shirt while Moira stared at her. "Wee bonny lassie going to work," her mother cooed. "For first time." I've worked before," Abigail snorted, only for Moira to add that it was only a paper round. Abigail gave her a smile and got up from the table, saying goodbye to her mother and passing a gentle wave to her.