Of course they called them “Bud’s” and said hell yeah we’ll have another Bud, while looking at Bud. After dinner, we sat in the four chairs a...ound the campfire Billy had started. With full stomachs and feeling way relaxed from the beer, we began to talk about our lives and our sexual experiences. Since their campsite was more secluded than ours, we talked freely without fear of other campers hearing our conversation. We each shared our first times, and were starting to feel very. He slowly opens the hallway door and was watching. I have no idea how I diddnt hear him, but either way, I was still half naked. He told me later, he was watching for at least ten minutes before I caught him. I asked why he diddnt come out and start screaming, he said he has no idea. He was just frozen. We had never ever talked about threesomes, or swinging or anything before. This was all new. He was so freaked out he just stood in the dark hallway. Looking back, I wonder if he would have. ”That’s all it took, I looked at him as he hit the back of my bowels and turned on the tap of pee again. There was a low growl coming from the back of his throat, all I could remember was not breathing through the whole thing.I tried pushing down even further but I just couldn’t get any more of him in. He seemed to pee for ever, my stomach stretched, I looked pregnant, at last I breathed. The growl from him was getting louder and louder, suddenly, he pulled slightly back grunted and pushed. The priest devoured mom’s big breasts and bit on her nipples like a man crazed with lust under the pretense of fighting the incumbent demons.Fifteen minutes and fifteen orgasms later, mom’s voice was hoarse from the screaming and the moaning. As she was getting fucked by the black priest, every moan of pleasure was being countered by a nervous reaction from dad who was about to break down hearing mom in this supposed agony.As mom felt the priest climax inside her, she felt her womb being filled.