Jones," I replied. "Try Matthew 25:40, Mrs. Jones. Or perhaps verse 45 in your case."I could hear the tell-tale sound of pen scratching on paper. She ...ould have to look up the Gospel of Matthew when the conversation ended. I always found it amusing that supposedly deeply religious people know their Bible so poorly.She chose a different line of attack. "I find it highly inappropriate that a sixteen year old girl should be staying with an adult man - a complete stranger!"That was so pathetic it. It covered my chest and a couple shots hit my face. As soon as it stopped I felt so used up and worn out. All of them were watching it but is was so good that it didn’t matter to me. I was so weak after that. I looked at the clock and it was 11:45pm. My cum was also all over Bruce’s hand. He kept on stroking me. I said ‘Wow that was hot man’ Bruce replied ‘yes it was.’ I said ‘Ok can I rest for a few? That was a massive cum.’ Bruce increased his speed on my cock and said ‘No this is what you. We lay in silence a little longer before Susie spoke again.“How far have you imagined going with Sophie?” she asked. I was very surprised.“I don’t know. I’ve often fantasised about making love to her in her own bed, but I never imagined anything could happen ‘for real’”“Have you tried anything with her?”“No! Of course not,” I insisted. “I’m her stepfather!”There was another long silence during which another set of unwanted outcomes filled my head. But the words that finally left my wife’s mouth. .. I'm cumming.... don't stop..... don't stop..... don't stop," I panted. I was overcome by wanton waves of ecstasy. I screamed and spasmed as my climax came crashing through me. Uncontrollably, my thighs squeezed my husband's head, his tongue still wickedly encircling the core of my climax. I then went limp, my husband mercifully removing his mouth from my pussy. He smiled at me as I panted, his mouth coated in pussy juice. "Give me five to recover, then fuck me hard," I said. "Okay, I'll get.