Where were you?” Gail asked as Marge entered their tent. “I almost went to Mac’s tent to search for you.” We paid our tab and went out to the parking lot. He came up behind her, grabbed her, hand over her mouth, dragged her to behind a car, ripped her pants off, pushed her face down and ** her hard. There was nothing I could do. I yelled at him called him a ** and tried to pull him off her but it was no use. I heard her yell in ** and heard him moan as he came in her. The preacher’s wife’s mind was in turmoil. She couldn’t sin again. But she couldn’t be exposed either. “It’s your word against mine,” she boldly stated. A few months later they meet again and his friend says, "Did you find the perfect girl? Did your mother like her?" Just as Charlotte put down the receiver, the doorbell rang. It was Alex. He was standing in the doorway with his Stetson Hat in hand. He looked almost dangerous. He was standing there in his tight jeans, white muscle bound t-shirt, and work boots. He was quite breath taking.

I asked God for a bike, but I know God doesn't work that way. So I stole a bike and asked for forgiveness.

Several weeks had past since Alex and Charlotte had made love, five to be exact. He had thought about it often. He wished there was something he could do to change her mind. However, in the end he knew he couldn't. He finally relented and took the divorce papers to his lawyers and signed them Monday morning. After that, Mrs. Stark and the preacher’s wife met often. With Marge’s encouragement, Mrs. Stark’s inhibitions were chipped away. One day they were lying side by side with the flavor of each other’s pussy on their lips. Marge asked her new friend if she loved her husband. Still have 3.21 hours left on this book. However after the story I just heard I had to get on the keyboard and write about how much I loved this book (a compendium of 4 or so stories I lose count).

He grinned and said, "No hair on it." my wife just laughed and told him he wasn't supposed to be peeking. She says ‘what’s going on in there? Mom are you ok? Is Dad hitting you?’ My husband kept going like a champ but I was laughing so hard. Super embarrassing. This is why we usually wait until the kids go to bed. Also my husband does not hit me. I don’t know where that came from in her mind.” Finally, the two came, Mrs. Stark beating her husband by a few milliseconds. And while they were panting, still connected, the preacher’s wife was shuddering from her own climax. Well, you have a short memory," says his wife, "Don't you remember about three months ago when we broke down, we received help from a stranger? I think you should help him out. You should be ashamed of yourself!" Well, part of me is the wife of a preacher, but part of me… well, you saw a sample of the other part.”Look at me,” Jessica said, looking down at the sperm on her body. Sandy began laughing, which caused the preacher’s wife and Mrs. Stark to laugh as well. “Gross!!” The mention of her husband and the church flooded her with guilt. She wringed her hands in her lap knowing she had committed many sins. How could she have done such things? The preacher’s wife couldn’t explain it… not even to herself. Jill rushed to her friend's aid with a tissue. "It'll be alright. You'll see. Even if a baby doesn't make Alex straighten up, look at what is before you. Maybe this baby will be a completion to your life." The preacher’s wife even felt the need to masturbate while doing mundane tasks like preparing dinner. Her fingers would end up under her dress. Since she had stopped wearing underwear her pussy was always available. Her preacher husband never knew she was nude under her dress because he never looked. She got to the point where her fingers weren’t enough and used whatever was handy. Often it was one of the food items, like a cucumber. It even turned her on to watch her husband eat his salad… eating the vegetables that were inside her pussy and made her cum like he never did. NOPE! - this baby was a mini skirt - showing a lovely degree of her creamy thighs...sitting just below her little while bikini **....which were on view several times that day...especially when tending to our son in his stroller! She could squat by his stroller in a very lady-like manner, and keep her knees together - but that skirt was so high....if you were at the right angle - her ** was easy to see up there....and well, it was a lot of fun to watch her.

Johnny continued to finger the preacher’s wife. He couldn’t believe his finger was inside a pussy… an older woman’s pussy… the preacher’s wife’s pussy. And she was jerking him off, right there with the other kids screaming and splashing nearby. Johnny was a fast learner and soon had one finger moving in and out of her hole while his thumb rubbed her clit. He was inexperienced, but he knew all the parts. The internet was very educational when it came to that, from pictures, to stories, to “how to” instruction.It was the first time the young wife felt anyone caress her breast. She tried to stop it at first but after a short while it felt good. This surprised her, thinking the only purpose of a tit was to feed a baby. She never thought it would feel good when squeezed. But it did. Soon the preacher’s wife was moaning softly, almost purring. Mac broke the kiss and stared at the young girl. She was very nervous and cast her eyes downward. Mr. Stark cupped her chin in his hand and lifted her head. He kissed each cheek and then her nose. Jessica smiled at his affectionate kisses. Mac then grabbed the bottom of her tee-shirt and pulled it up partway, waiting to see her response. When she raised her arms he pulled it over her head. Immediately, he reached behind her and unclasped her bra, freeing her cone-shaped tits. Marge saw the hesitation in Mrs. Stark’s face and said, “You don’t have to do this if you’re not ready.” The girls were waiting… for what they didn’t know. The preacher’s wife was leaning against a tree all alone. Then, all of a sudden, the girls heard a rustling only a few yards to their left. They held their breaths, not wanting to be seen, when Johnny came into view.

It would be the same as before. You have no time for me." He had that irresistible look in those big blue eyes. He still had that power over her, to change her mind at his will. If she didn't turn and run now, she might not have the courage to do it later. I love you with all my heart. Now and forever Alex." Charlotte didn't know what to think. Alex had never given her flowers before. He never gave her much of anything. When she thought about it he didn't give her nothing. He supported her the best way he knew how. He put a roof over her head. Right then she remembered what made her fall in love with him in the first place; his strength and god help her, those baby blue eyes. Very conspicuously hanging down from the rearview mirror my ** wife had hung the pair of little yellow thong ** that she'd been wearing to work today!I can’t believe two women would do that,” Sandy said. “And the preacher’s wife to boot. They can’t be lesbians. They’re both married.” Look, I saw how messy they got. Do you really want to go home with them in that condition? C’mon, hand them over and I’ll have them cleaned.” Well, it’s not right to cheat on your husband,” Jessica boldly stated. Then looking at Gail she added, “And what would Mr. Stark say if he knew what you and Mrs. Calligan did last night?”