I wasn’t too sure about tasting a cock, but was not ruling that out. We chatted for a few more minutes and he asked if I would be comfortable taking...my clothes off. I was nervous, but wanted to experience what I had been reading about and thinking about for years. He said how nice my body is, which surprised me. I could stand to work out, but he liked my looks. Once I was naked, exposed, nervous he did whatever he could to calm me. He asked if I would like him to touch me, and I said ‘Yes, I. Taking Mommy and my little s*s with little to no effort had been fun, especially after how docile and willing they had become, but this was a different kind of enjoyment. I knew she’d become just like them eventually, but she’d do it willingly rather than chemically.When Daddy spread his legs, hers were forced to follow suit, and I quickly took the opening. She squeaked in protest yet again as I tore the crotch off her pants. When she tried to arch her back, I pushed her down hard before. She had marvelous breasts, a full-lipped, sexy mouth and that scared-rabbit look in her eyes that always turned him on. She was wonderfully deferential to his suggestions and he could easily imagine that her legs would spread on command. But she was married. Except for his sister in law, and she'd been the aggressor, he had not actually committed adultery. The idea of having sex with a married woman, a woman pledged to another man, was seriously disturbing to the neophyte preacher.If JJ had. But tits have never been my thing. It was down below that I wanted first crack at.And if dark deeds were what she turned her on, what better place than her girdle encased arse. Slowly I parted her legs wide and slid my hand through her soaking wet hairy twat and rammed my finger right up her lovely brown hole. And what a surprise. She liked it and took my lead – her fingers went right to mine and started massaging my prostrate. Where the hell did that come from? But you know, we just wallowed.