Better, or maybe worse, the later service was the habitué of the geriatric crowd. These were people my recently deceased mother’s age; they include... Joyce’s mom, dad, and half dozen aunts and uncles, not to mention friends of the family. They were all watching!After three weeks it was becoming surreal! Joyce had to see. Shit why was I going to church all the time? And to the late service! What did she think the old folks were seeing and talking about? I bet the old landlines were steaming after. I moan out, loving the feeling, my pussy hungry for your love. "Open your mouth my little Cumslut" Your hand squeezes a few drops of precum to the tip of your cock and you smear it across my lips before I have the chance to open them. " Lick the sweetness Precious, and suck on your Masters cock head" I immediately obey your direction, lapping the precum up and flipping my tongue back and forth across your head. " Yes Master" I pause to say to you, " thank you Master for letting me suck your. I could see Jackie was enjoying the attention, however she had the air of a frightened rabbit, so I pressed my mouth to her ear and whispered that if she wanted we could go.In less than 15 minutes we had said our good-byes and were walking hurriedly to the car! Once inside, I looked at Jackie; Well I asked her what did she think? She said that it was ok, she just felt a little overwhelmed. I laughed and told her I could understand that. As we started the drive home I asked her what she thought. He told me, "spit on it". So I did, he stroked and stroked with one hand on the back of my head he gently pushed into my wet mouth. I couldn't take it all but i swallowed what I could. He was loud, moaning and groaning i knew his buddies could hear but I didn't care. I sucked and sucked. I knew I loved it and almost as quickly as he entered me I wanted to see him shoot a load like I did. I pulled off his cock just long enough to tell him to tell me before he chums.He thrust back into my mouth.