As he approached the village hall, he saw the verger
Sandra Connolly walking through the door and once inside he found the various
members from the church committee seated around the table.
Pleasantries were exchanged and Mary Rose, the Vicar,
smiled at him, it was the type of smile that babies make, which you think is
cute but turns out to be wind.
Sandra sat down next to him and with everyone else
already seated the meeting could begin.
He heard the opening statements and the order of
business but then his mind wandered as Sandra started stroking his cock under
the table with one hand, while writing the minutes with the other.
By the time they reached the final item on the agenda,
any other business he had a throbbing hard on, which had escaped down the leg
of his boxers, and aching balls.
When the meeting was over, he had to remain seated due
to his engorged cock, on the pretext of making notes, Sandra did get up and
busied around and he was amused to see a wet patch on the back of her skirt.
Once they had said all their goodbyes Sandra locked
the door and liberated his cock from his trousers so he could fuck her on the
table.
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