Three hours later though, Jock sought out Guy to say how worried he was that Jamaker had not returned from her ride; and that something must be very w...rong! Guy felt the blood in his veins freeze. Jamaker meant so much to him now....Both Guy and Jock saddled-up and rode out in an extensive search for her. The further afield they went the more anguish they felt for Jamaker’s safety. Eventually they succeeded only in finding Juno grazing lazily near Petersfield.There was no sign that Jamaker had. The jerking andthrobbing of his hard-on was all the answer she needed."I see you're wearing underwear this morning. You don't wear underwearwhen you go out with Wendy. Were you trying to hide this big beautifulcock from me this morning, Terry?" she teased, reaching into her son'spants and grabbing the pouch of his balls with her eager hand, cuppinghis nuts and squeezing gently on the sperm-filled balls. Terry almostchoked when he heard her remarks about trying to hide his hard-on. Itwas as if. " God understands about us Julie," the man said softly as he unfastened the waist of the girl's skirt. Then, as the woolen garment fell from her broad hips he pulled her sweater off over her head. "God knows that Mrs. Ramsay is committing adultery and that makes our love OK."The girl gullibly accepted the deacon's rationale and stood in meek submission as he unsnapped her brassiere to free her fat, heavy breasts and then peeled off her silken panties to bare her lightly furred pussy. Deacon. But I was looking forward to the next week. I went to the bathroom to change into my normal clothes.My leggings and thong were plastered to my skin as they were soaked through. My padding had been soaked through in my sports bra. I made do with tissues. I was glad to have a change of clothes.As I left we hugged again but this time he squeezed my ass in a confident manner. Our relationship was beginning to change.It had been a few days and I had not heard from him. I could not stop thinking.