The local fiddler had brought his instrument to provide a little melody for the song. The preacher raised his hand and the strains of music came forth... Scattered words of "How Great Thou Art" were sung by the congregation. It was faint and it seemed as if the wind was whipping the words away, carrying Kenny's soul with them.By the time the preacher said his final words of prayer and benediction, the sky had darkened and there were snowflakes in the air. First a few of the congregation broke. However much this might frighten me, something I knew was the price to be paid for the amazing excitement I’d enjoyed.Getting no response from me, and certainly no admission of my fly-on-the-wall voyeurism, Jill just smiled a little more and turned to face Chris as she kissed him softly on the lips. Turning back towards the camera and looking directly at me she added, “I guess I’ll take that as a yes then, honey.”For the next thirty minutes or so, both Gemma and I were treated to a bravura. I poured the wine into two glasses and gave it to her, caressing her fingers. She didn't seem to mind. She walked to the wall and started looking at a painting of a naked woman. "Sid, this is a great work of art, why isn't she clothed?" I went behind her, just an inch away from her ass and whispered into her ear, "I had to undress her first, to begin the painting." She turned back abruptly and her cheeks brushed my chin. I kissed her on the lips. She slapped me, "I am a married woman, Sid. Just. .I gave a hard kiss and left from there.In my mind was a fucking opportunity I missed….I never got a chance to fuck her as I went to another city on office work to another city.After 2 weeks, the horny man returned back to the home looking every opportunity to fuck her.After some days luck started to search for me and gave an awesome chance we got an invitation for marriage from our relatives due to its marriage season my mom and dad want to go for another relative’s marriage and asked me and.