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Hi, I’m Sylvia; but my friends call me Syl. This past September my husband Ron’s birthday fell on a Sunday. I wanted to make the day especially memorable for him because it was his first birthday as a Daddy, since our baby had been born six months earlier. After giving birth, my libido had first subsided, but then returned more intensely than ever before. As usual, we prepared to go to church on Sunday morning. I purposely dilly-dallied though, causing us to be a little bit late. Ron urged me along and finally we got etimesgut escort into his car and drove to church. We attend a very large church which allows us to be semi-anonymous. We prefer it that way, so not everyone knows our personal business. If they actually knew how I lusted for my husband, and for my ladylover girlfriend, they would probably shun me. Arriving at the parking lot, Ron found a vacant spot between two empty cars. Other latecomers were making their way to the Worship eryaman escort Center auditorium. He parked the car and got out, quickly coming around to meet me; I opened the passenger door, yet didn’t get out. “Syl, what’s wrong? Let’s go! We’re late. We’ll have to sit way back in the balcony if we don’t hurry.” I twisted around on the seat to face him and the open door; flashed him a luring smile, and subtly licked my lips. “Ron, I want to stay here with you for a few minutes. They’ve sincan escort already started anyway. Because we’re late, we could even skip going into the Worship Center and just listen to the service on the speakers in the lobby area, or get a coffee and listen from the Gathering Grounds area. But, we’ll only miss the opening music and announcements, not the sermon.” I smiled and spoke more softly. He moved closer to hear me, standing right by my open door. “Ron, before we go in, I want to celebrate your birthday by worshiping your Daddy-boy cock right here, right now. Please take it out for me. The empty parked cars all around will give us some privacy.” He hesitated, but my words had already starting the swelling in his pants. He looked around. We were nearly alone. Most of the stragglers had now gone by.

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