The dam of shame was broken between us. We talked every dirty words, planned every possible action we were going to perform during sex, found our comm...on interests like sucking, 69, ass penetration etc.One thing which surprised me that she requested me not to use a condom. When I asked the reason, her reply was “Shiv, I’m a virgin and I want you to take my virginity without a condom. I don’t want anything between us. How will I feel the heat of your tool deep inside my pussy if you will cover. I felt my own knees buckling, and it was all I could do to get the curtain closed before I sat down heavily on the shower floor. I don’t know how long I sat there. It felt like a long time, though it was probably less than a minute. I held my hand under the water to wash off the cum, surprised at how much I’d produced. My dick, still somewhat hard, flopped between my legs. At length I stood up, turned the water on cold, and stood in the stream trying to collect my wits. That was a stupid. Lo and behold, that horse - a long shot - won the race.Next race, as the horses lined up, the Priest stepped onto the track.Sure enough, he blessed one of the horses.The bookie made a beeline for a betting window and placed a small bet on the horse. Again, even though it was another long shot, the horse won the race. He collected his winnings, and anxiously waited to see which horse the Priest would bless next.He bet big on it, and it won.As the races continued the Priest kept blessing horses,. She simply watched him from the window as he drove off.As soon as he rounded the corner he picked up his cellphone, “Carolyn. Cara Mia. Can we talk?”The cheating wife snapped, “I told you never, ever to call me here, at home, on the landline especially!”“I know, I know. We need to meet.” Carolyn was still upset: about last night’s debacle, about Johnny’s lying about his wife’s looks, about Les’ deliberate sabotage, about her fear of being found out, Johnny’s near-drunk front door behavior and,.