Dad didn’t talk to me very much when I was growing up but one day he opened up to me. He had told me he always wanted to follow in his dad’s foot...teps and be a preacher. He had studied hard and finished school. I never met my grandfather because he died along with my grandmother in an auto accident a month before dad graduated from school. Dad did graduate at the top of his class and opened the church doors just days after his graduation. The church had been in rough shape but he was. ...Helen was intense, it was obvious now that she was really enjoying things. Her head moved from side to side, her hair plastered with perspiration across her face. The moans coming from her lips with each stroke inside her, was more than I ever dreamed of. Then she stopped moving under me as her body tensed for a moment and then relaxed and then tensed back up. I knew that she had orgasmed and that encouraged me. My orgasm started to build in me, unlike before when my body just reacted. My. Their passionate lovemaking reached aclimax as he drove his penis deep into her vagina and spurted into her.They shared one last French kiss before Miranda hopped off the bed. Shepatted me on the ass and said "OK, red, you're up."I crawled up on the bed and was quickly embraced. Brett wasted no timesliding his tongue between my lips and massaging my breasts. The feelingwas incredible and I moaned in pleasure. Brett gently pinched my nipplesand my pleasure hit new levels. The foreplay was. While she was admiring his cock barely being contained by her intimate apparel, he was studying her face, seeing her look of surprise at what was before her. Now it was his turn to ask a question. "Like that, Annie? Do you like my cock in your panties?"She said nothing, but the look in her eyes told the story. She came back around, and instructed Mike to pick up the thong from the bathroom. He did as told. "Now smell me Mike, smell my pussy." He inhaled deeply, taking in her musky smell, as his.