Our pastor came in as I was saying “amen.” He led me into his office. “Good morning, Eric. You and Claudette seem to be ready for marriage. Cont...inue to bathe your lives in prayer as you continue together.”I nodded. “That’s how we started and that’s how we will continue. She is a lovely lady and I am proud to have her by my side and proud to be by hers. We’re looking forward to a life together.”Tommy is my best man. Our pastor, he, and I went into the chapel and stood. Sheila walked down as maid. "Yes, Master, Thank you, Master." she said."You have been a good slut. You need a reward," I said to her and before I had finished talking, I gave her pussy a hard blow with my flat hand. Her body twitched in the air and she gave me a little scream. But only after the first blow. Perhaps the little scream was a scream of surprise. I continued to let the slaps fall on her pussy. She flinched slightly at every stroke, but now without sound. Her head began to move from side to side and she had a. He grumbled and complained about almost everything nonstop. I learned he had a bad back and a dozen other ailments, which he told me about in graphic detail. As the day wore on, he became even more agitated. I was puzzled why such a gorgeous charismatic woman would be married to an older man with a poor disposition.Then, disaster struck. While we were attempting to carry, the living room couch off the truck, Mr. Hanson lost his grip and accidentally dropped his end. The couch leg hit the top of. She giggled. It was so strange to feel her skin so far away from where it should be. She touched it again and swirled her finger around the head. That felt so weird and so nice. But what to do? She couldn't walk around with a hard-on. She laughed out loud. There was always the time honored method of getting rid of a persistent erection. She'd seen enough men do it on the Internet. She made a C shape with her fingers and thumb. She twisted her hand first one way and then the other as her fingers.