She told me that mother in -law had gone to some of their close relative’s condolence and she preferred to stay back. She came to our house with an ...dea of staying that night with my parents. She asked about my parents and I told her that my parents had also gone out of station and were expected only on Sunday evening She then sarcastically smiled. Why she smiled, I do not know. I asked her whether her husband talks to her quite often. She reluctantly replied that she was not interested in. Then he told Miranda matter of factly. Honey, that tight little cunt you have under that itty bitty bikini bottom will stretch to accommodate any mans cock. My cock used to be as small as that new hunky boyfriend of yours when I was his age. But I had no trouble sliding my stiff meat deep inside a girls hot little fuck hole and banging her senseless.Small? You actually think Marcus is small Daddy, Miranda asked? I think Marcus is huge. If you think he's so small, then just what would you. A member of my congregation would not be so bold as to seduce their pastor. What still troubles me is regardless of her intentions, my sin is clear. I had doubts about her motives for private time with me, yet I kept seeing her. I must admit I wanted to see where these sessions would lead. I have prayed for truth in my heart and must own my sinful thoughts surrounding Ms. Peterson. I finally leave my car and walk through the front door of truth. It is not an easy conversation, but I am honest. I mean, you can only get so excited about genetic food additives. So I ended up half-assing my "Real" work and spent my free time doing what interested me.At fifteen, that was sex.Now at fifteen, you'd assume I would know very little, but thanks to my parents, I knew almost everything about women, at least from a biological point of view. Unlimited net access took care of the rest. Of course, a live girl was a bit out of my experience, but in theory, I though I knew what they wanted sexually.So.