So it was Sunday morning and Mandy and Bradley would be in church (as would my parents, perish the thought). Mrs Hubert, who was disillusioned with re...igion and life itself, would be at home, working on the Sunday roast.I waited for my parents to leave and then had a quick but thorough shower before grabbing my bike – that soon-to-be-ditched symbol of innocence – and was at the Hubert house in two minutes.I went around to the back door, which I knew would be unlocked, and marched into the. My hips arch up into emptiness, searching for a hand, a mouth, a cock...anything. Hunter slowly begins moving down my body, his lips and tongue working on my satin skin. His teeth graze my neck as he slides down, tickling my collarbone with his breath. My tits heave toward his mouth, and he nearly giggles at my reaction to his torture. His tongue flicks hotly over my swollen nipples and he tugs on the chain once again. My pussy is throbbing now. There is an ache deep inside me, a need longing. I don't... know. I guess there could be. Why do you ask?"She smiled at me as she said. "Well you are really a good-hearted man unless you are pushed, but what if there is someone out there as powerful as you with an evil spirit." I never even thought of the possibility," and then my arrogance kicked in. "Besides I'm more powerful than even the circle of light and they were supposed to be the creme del creme."Then she punched a hole in my hot air balloon. "You are sixteen and you have had your. Veins rippled on her neck. Her hand fringed her pussy. "Loretta it feels so good."Loretta put her finger on her lips. "But Daddy I want some," she said. I pumped up to meet Lisa's ass. "Beg me Kitty." Beg him sis. Beg him."Loretta pouted. "Steven? Please?"Lisa fucked back into me. "Beg him dirty sis," she said."Fuck my ass." Dirtier."Loretta pleaded. "Sodomize me Steven."Lisa lifted herself off the ground, up on her knees. I reached around her, mauling her luscious tits. She whispered: "Don't.