In mere moments, Becky was flooding my face with a wave of juices pushed out of her by the contractions of her climaxing pussy and I rewarded her suck...ng by filling her mouth with a week’s worth of semen.“Wow. I needed that,” she sighed as she rolled off me.“Me too,” I said as I turned around on the bed and took her in my arms for a sweet kiss. Becky pulled the blankets up over us and we cuddled for a while, making small talk about stuff and kissing now and then. Of course, those kisses and the. ”He looked at me. “Gerald, what religion are you?”I immediately answered, “Christian, sir. I am a member of Oak Hills United Methodist Church attending with my parents.”Rachel smiled at that. My guess was that she had this argument with her father regularly. I was on her side but was trying not to be overly involved. It was a matter of belief and I didn’t think logic would interfere with Mister Stevenson’s ideas. Fortunately, he let it drop.Rachel released my hand to go into the kitchen. She. She paused at around four inches, her eyes locked on mine then, oh my god, another two inches went in. WHAT THE FUCK? His cock had to be down her throat!She backed off and went again. I almost had to shake my head in disbelief as her throat bulged and his entire eight inches vanished and her nose pressed on his abdomen. This wasn't how things were supposed to happen! What happened to timid, prudish Izzy? As far as I know, this was the first time that Steve had been deep throated and could tell. Then it happened. A loud crack pierced the air as thunder roared. "Shit!" we both said in unison."Keep going," Liz said.She was right. There was no point stopping. Last night was a light rain which made the night miserable. A downpour would be unbearable. We picked up the pace hoping we could outrun it. Then the sky opened, rain poured down on us."You two!" a voice yelled at us from the pitch blackness of the dense mixture of trees, bushes, and shrubs.A light shone brightly at us from a.