I could feel my moistness seep onto my panties… she was so hot. She reached for my shirt, her warm hand sliding underneath it and cupping my breast ...n my bra. She slid her hands over my creamy skin as I gasped. Her touch on my nipple sent an electric shock through my body, raising goosebumps on every inch of my skin. I reached for her neck, hot kisses down her collarbone, and she moaned in receipt of my lips. Her hand tugged at my nipple and she rubbed it between her fingers. She lowered her. So, she had to find a way improve her sexual self-worth without him. Taking herself in a different direction she did it completely in a way that a typical pastor’s wife never would have. It began with a chance encounter at the local farmer’s market.Within a week of that encounter with Garven Milroy she was going to bed with him. Once he high school sweetheart then church choir director he was now her daughter’s piano teacher who just sang in the choir. It would become a sizzling affair that. She kept raising her pussy up to take me inside her but I kept it slipping in her lips and on her clit, just allowing the head to enter her and then pulling it out .. this was driving her mad and she reached down to hold my cock and guide it inside her. I let her put it on her hole and with one big hard push I buried it deep inside her and held it hard in there, not letting her move. She gave out a huge moan as I penetrated her all the way in. I kept it in her for a while and just let it throb. “I’m going to spend the rest of my life trying to make amends for the last sixteen years. I meant that. I’ll do whatever it takes to become the wife you deserve.”He’s obviously touched. But he leaned forward, took my hand in his and said, “I appreciate the sentiment. I really do. But there may come a time in the next nine days that you are ordered to do something so truly outrageous that you cannot do it. I want you to know I’ll support you, no matter which way you go. I want you to be changed,.