We stood and kissed as thunder rolled. Her strawberry lips, soft sexy tongue and young firm body felt so very good pressed against mine! My hand cup...ing her ass caused my cock to press into my belly. As they rain began falling ever harder, she knelt down and pulled my cock out of my cargo pants. I was going commando. In no time at all she was sucking for all she was worth! Whereas the night before she had worked to build the moment, there in the public space of the gardens, not 40 feet. He crumpled in a heap at her feet, and assumed the fetal position, he was retching and convulsing but Sandra was not finished with him, 'Strip him'. she bellowed, and suddenly girls were tearing every thread from his body. 'Hold him open', she barked again and his arms and legs were forced open, exposing his bruised ego and balls, he quivered as Sandra stood over him, her bare feet inches from his cock and balls.'What do you think girls', she was toying with him, her toes touching his scrotum. Things said intentionally, and intended to be shockingly nasty. The more slutty and whoreish Ann’s hidden desires were, the hotter I got. When she saw me becoming aroused by her slutty desires, it got her even hotter, but more importantly, Ann learned that I accepted all of her sexuality, and that made her feel like I had given her the permission she's needed to start exploring her darker corners. Ann is 10 years. younger than I am, and she needed that confidence.This fantasy involving Ann, and. Your predecessor, the Father Newenham buried my wife here three years ago and I haven’t been to church since then. Have you been in post long, Mrs. Martha? Sorry, I don’t know the correct honorific for a female Vicar, and Mother Martha seems odd though Father Newenham seemed perfectly normal.”The Vicar’s blushes were spared when the churchwarden came bustling up and said, “Mr. Ransome, it’s so nice to see you again. We have missed you since...”“Thank you Mr. Price. I don’t believe I thanked you.