When she walked into the house, there he sat at the table, drinking coffee with her mom. When her mother introduced him, she felt his deep blue eyes p...ercing go right causing her to quiver and prayed to god neither of them noticed. She held out her hand and uttered the usual hello. When their fingers touched she felt a tingle go directly to her clit. Now how in the hell could that happen? After all he was just a preacher.Her mother turned to her and asked her if she would like a cup of coffee,. More touching. I was ready to spasm but wanted to hold off on it so I sat up and pushed him up. I pulled his pants down and his cock sprang up. I pushed him back to the couch in a sitting position. I got down on my knees and took his cock in my mouth. I tasted the salty precum at the head but with a bunch of saliva it was diluted soon so it didnt bother me much. I went up and down on his shaft a few times, slowly. Then a few times a little quicker. He threw his head back and moaned in pleasure.. “Hi, I’m Barry.”“Nice to meet you, Barry.”They began to move to the beat of the rock song. Wendy knew her right nipple was likely going to show soon, and she wasn’t going to prevent it. She looked at his eyes that were making her naked. Her accented moves made her nipple slip from her opening, and she continued her sultry dance.Wendy hoped for a slow song so she could be in Barry’s arms, and moments later, got her to wish. She felt his arms caress her body to his as they began to move. “You. Nancy slid farther down in the chair, her ass hanging off the edge, her supple body glimmering as she lay back, chin tucked in, eyes and mouth open in explicit rapture. She watched Mr. Milton suck on her sweet snatch. His long, wet tongue slavered on the muffin softness, the brown fuzzy cunny, sloshing, licking like a dog going at a bowl of red meat.Nancy shimmered with goose bumps.He clutched her cheesecake ass, cupping the slick cheeks with curved palms, long smooth fingers. She lay supine.