And by devout I mean “traditional”i wore a chapel veil and long skirts or pants to church and I went to church daily at the chapel at my small Sou...h Carolina Catholic college. I was one of those Catholic girls who was trying to fish for the “cute Catholic boy”, I was in college studying something , but really just looking for my “MRS” degree. I didn’t need a diploma, I wanted a ring and a man when I graduated. So no, I was not a normal college student I guess. Let em guess though, you’re more. ” She dropped to one knee and gave my cock a few swipes of her tongue and then stroked it a couple of times, but it didn’t want to rise. “It’s a boy you want, isn’t it.” Actually, she was plenty exciting but it’s like trying to piss in public, sometimes you can’t get that let down reflex. “Oh, Karen you’re scaring me. I can’t get hard.” “Oh yes you can, you little slut.” She was circling me, pacing like a tigress in a cage. She paused for a second. Then she turned to me with a smirk. “Carlos,. Lexi had a huge smile on her face and said the words softly, “I love you! Let’s fuck!” I smiled but put my index finger up to my lips indicating to Lexi to not be too loud. “I’m going to take a bath”, Lexi said with a grin. She whispered. “Will you help me Uncle Stan?” “With pleasure!”, I whispered back. Lexi got up from the table and hobbled into her bedroom on her crutches and after a few minutes Carma came out and said, “Thanks for taking care of her today Stan”, as she walked out of. He had blue eyes and a muscular body just like she her first lover had. The only problem was she was not sure if his cock was as huge as her first lovers cock.She was going to try her best to find out. So she went to the nearby coffee shop and had coffee with him and they talked . She said that she had a good time just talking to him and they made arrangements to meet again and have coffee again. I think my wife had other ideas.The day for coffee came and I could see that she was very excited.