Whilst Simon was young for a vicar, he wasn’t the youngest ever, at 28 years old. He had a job today that he’d enjoy. Every July St Paul’s Churc... ran a Summer Fête and Country Life Pageant, to celebrate rural life, and every year a committee of villagers got together to organise it, under the direction of the vicar. The village pub, the Village Arms, provided food and drink. Under its ebullient landlord, Dan Spencer, it was expected to do the same, this year. Simon never left things to chance.. I giggle… several times“Go on, put more fingers in, put three in, I feel comfortable with that.”John slips his three longest fingers in, probes my depths, pulls them out, and puts them back in, and then he finger fucks me for a couple of minutes, not roughly, just gently.“Will I be able to put my cock in you, with no condom? And can I cum in you?” “Yes.”“Can I fuck you as long as I like, and as many times as I like?”“Yes”.John lowers his head to my cunt, laps at it experimentally, licks and. Their lips met and her weight settled fully on top of him as her tongue entered his mouth. Her cool, wet body was soaking into him, refreshing against his sun-warmed skin. Grabbing her around the waist he turned them over, pressing into her. Her legs wrapped around his waist as his fingers gently twined into her wet hair, which smelled of the ocean. He picked her up and, without breaking the kiss, carried her into the house and towards the bathroom.He set her on her feet on the dark blue and. I try to pull off of her cock, but her iron grip keeps me from moving. She thrust her fat cock forward and once again it hits my throat. The urge to gag is too hard to fight, but that doesn’t stop her. “Swallow my cock you slut.” I try to swallow and all of a sudden the head of her dick sinks down my throat. I can’t breathe! But she keeps pushing… All of a sudden my nose hits her pelvis. ‘No shit! Not many people can take my entire dick! You’re a keeper…”Tears are filling my eyes as she lets go.