“You mean you want me to fuck you?” I demanded loudly. “Say it! Tell me to fuck your cunt” “Do you like that?” I mocked her, rubbing the b...oad rubbery tip of my thick cock up and down the full length of her hungrily starving pussy. “Doesn’t it feel good?”“Oh, no yessss,” she gasped. “Do you want me to stop now?” I demanded, throbbing the huge fleshy shaft just up inside her hotly contracting pussy. I flexed it harder and harder. “Do you?”“No, yes oooooooh, I don’t know! No, no, don’t stop.. Sometimes we pray in the church.”“What’s that? Anal?”“Yes.”I grabbed the sides of her head. “Let me help you read the bible.” I stuck my cock into her mouth and facefucked her for a couple minutes. Of course, the cross necklace bouncing up and down on her tits made it hard for me to forget this is the “praise Jesus” girl. I blew in her mouth.“Aren’t condoms against church rules or something?”“So is premarital sex.”And with that, she rolled the condom onto my cock. Her panties were gone in. " Tom, Chrissie would kill me for telling you this, but she's in love with you." Sure, we love each other..." he began."Tom, I don't mean she loves you like ... a brother. She's in love with you."Tom's blush deepened perceptibly and he mumbled something."I didn't hear that, but I suspect it's codswallop," she said."I said," Tom spoke more distinctly, "she's much too good for me. I'm just a sailorman. I'll always be grubby, working odd hours, away for days at a time. When I work the. My mind wandered all day thinking of drinking Shyan’s milk. I was eager to get home to have another taste. When I arrived home from work the next day, Shyan was sitting at the table with her friend Gretchen. Gretchen was a hot little number herself, tall, blonde with a great body. “Hi Daddy,” Shyan said as I walked in, “You remember Gretchen?”“Hi, Mr. Jones,” Gretchen greeted me.“Yes, I remember Gretchen,” I directed to Shyan then looked at Gretchen and said, “Please call me Dan.”She giggled,.