She says it’s a way for a man to truly show his adoration for his wife," she said, “Perhaps I’ll let you try it one evening. Would you like that...?”(Is the Pope a catholic!?)“Well, if you’d enjoy it, darling, I’ll have a go,” I replied.“Of course, I’d only let you do it if we have the proper equipment. Marian has something called a queening-stool. Her husband made it. Could you make a queening-stool for me, Peter?”Good god, how my wife has changed!“Well, I’ve, err, heard of them. Perhaps there. " He said. "Just forget about it and don't bring it up again.", replied Ashley. "Cool, mind if I watch with you?", said Jack "Yeah, whatever. What time is it?", asked Ashley. "Uhh, 4:15. We still have another two hours till Dad gets home.", Jack said. Their dad was a hardworking man he owned a law firm so he worked long hours. He worked from seven a.m. till 11 p.m. on most week nights. It was a saturday and that meant family night. So their dad was going to be home by 6:30 so they good go eat. My left hand on the back of your head running my fingers through your hair as I stoke your pussy lips with my middle finger.Gently grabbing a handful of hair on the back of your head I push my chair back away from you slightly pulling your head towards my lap. Knowing what I want, your hands nervously and slowly work my zipper down and reach in to remove my dick.My finger slipping between you pussy lips as it gets wetter the tip find your clit. I begin gently caressing it. My other hand still. She had an idea. She grabbed a few people and told them to spread to word to meet in the main part of the church.It took a little while for everyone to gather. Angela stood on the alter and felt an odd sense of irony. Now she was the priest and this was her congregation. She scanned one last time for her lover before she started. “Thanks for coming to the party everyone. I thought it would be cool to have everyone gather and we try a little something I've been working on. First I'll need a.