I couldn't believe he could get more in but it did. Then he pulled out a few inches and rammed back in. His hips colliding with my ass sounded like a ...unshot. My cock jerked again in my jock as I could feel myself spitting more precum."Fuck! You are tight white boy. You got a sweet tight ass," he yelled as he started pounding in and out of me. I was hard as a rock but couldn't touch myself as I braced myself with both arms to keep from being knocked over from the vigorous fucking he was. Had she ever sucked cock? Yes. The knowing way she looked at him told him she'd one that and lots more. Could she deepthroat him? He was going to find out. For lunch she'd get more than she bargained for, a cocktail of the potion he used on the women and girls in his congregation spiced up with a roofie. She'd be docile and obedient and he'd get a great collection of photos for George.Beth arrived at the preacher's office shortly after noon to find her lunch ready for her on a small table in. Mom joined in the conversation again, saving me from further humiliation. “You should drop by our house sometime so we can finish this little chat.”Both women looked up and around to see if anyone was paying us any attention. Fortunately, no one was standing close enough to us to overhear anything said.“When should I come? Tonight?” asked Nalini.Mom looked at me and then back to the Indian woman.“Sure,” Mom said. “Why don’t you come by after work tonight?”“I can do that,” she said.Mom asked for. In the backyard we have trees surrounding an open area large enough to play volleyball or play kids baseball. The story I am going to tell started one summer afternoon. I was 6 years old and spent most of my time hanging out with my best friend who lived in the next block, we mostly played at the park down the street and made fun of people walking by. I was by no means a good kid we would make up the worst sounding swear words and yell them to passerbys. One day my friend wasnt home and I was.