As you walked past me the wind picking up and blowing your skirt. I saw your tiny little panties, the shadow of hair and a small patch of moisture. I ...aw your tanned thighs and the curve of your ass. I re-played the memory once more, dragging it out as I started to pump my fist up and down my hard cock. I imagined the wind blowing your skirt up, except this time around you weren't wearing any underwear and I really did see everything. I saw your puffy pussy lips and the hint of wetness. But help had come from the most unlikely of sources... their church minister. He'd pointed out that if Ashley's parents had raised the 15 year old right, she'd have no problem maintaining her faith. And it wasn't like Rome was totally devoid of Baptists. When the minister had revealed he himself had been to Rome and treasured his memories of the art, the culture and the people, the matter was effectively settled. If it was okay with the reverend, as far as they were concerned it was okay with. Rob appeared very skilled as he began to gentlyrelieve the pressure of his tongue off Cindy’sclitoris allowing her to calm down and catch her breathand began licking and kissing her inner thigh area’s.Rob was lifting himself up onto his knees and Stevewas fully aware the big black man was getting ready tomount Cindy’s pussy. Rob was kissing her tits andstretching the nipples between his teeth as Cindyrubbed her hands in his hair.Rob reached down between his legs holding his thickcock in his. The feeling sent shivers down my spine. She cupped my balls, and caressed my balls before engulfing my cock in its entirety. She bobbed her head slowly at first, picking up the pace as she went along. At this rate I was going to cum soon. She is sucking and stroking my cock. I tried to get her to stop to avoid cumming so soon. She pushed me back down and began sucking faster, stroking with both hands. She had me right where she wanted. It was only a matter of moments before I was shooting rope.