Anyway we got along with the work and after about an hour I asked her for the kiss she has mentioned over the sms. She told ‘your married why do u n...eed the kiss….get it from your wife’.Then I started praising her about her beauty and told her I would love to have the kiss from a bombshell like her.Then she agreed after some time and gave me a peck on my cheeks. I also kissed her on the forehead and cheeks. Then I asked her for a kiss on my lips for which she was hesitant in the beginning and. ‘Conn, what are you doing? Conn?’ She sounded more bewildered than scared. ‘Guess I want what that priest got. At least I will not turn you in. You know that, don’t you?’ He stretched her a little backwards and one hand stroked her neck, caressed the soft skin of her cleavage and slid inside the shirtwaist, cupping the firm breast. She tried to stop him, but he had her hands firmly secured. Next she tried to wriggle out of his grasp, but that only resulted in him touching her all the more. He. Where better for them to grow up than in Devon? Clean air, great countryside, you can't beat that." Just a little something. You mentioned children?" Yes." Plural." Yes." She smiled."Well in that case we had better get started. I would like to have them before I am forty. Oh! Should we get married first?" Now that's a good idea." Well you haven't proposed yet." I got out of bed and walked round to her side naked as the day I was born, and then went on one knee. She was giggling. I was trying to. I moved my hand across and touched his cock through his trousers, as I’d seen mum do it. As I rubbed him and we kissed it didn’t take long before his hand moved down my leg.Then I felt his hand slide up under my skirt, I opened my legs easily as his fingers caressed the front of my knickers, it was good. I was still rubbing his cock and as he rubbed me a little more I gasped. God I was simply gagging for it, then after maybe thirty seconds or so he moved.He slid off the sofa and knelt down in.