‘Hey baby…? What have I done now ?...I’ll make up for it…promise…’drawled the beautiful hooker‘You can start by getting in the back seat...��, answered Hazel smilingLuscious was wearing bracelets and earrings which made a lot of noise when she moved. It was meant that way. She had a mini miniskirt with a hemline about an inch below her cunt crack. She had a small bubbly ass which put a lot of pressure on that poor skirt.‘Oh my…what do we have here ?” squealed Luscious‘She chose you…you should thank. He gently lays me down and runs his hands down my neck, continuing slowly over the top of my blouse.He looks into my eyes with an unspoken question. I nod. He now knows for sure that I want this.My hands slide under his shirt and begin to pull it up. He pulls my shirt open quickly, sending the buttons flying across the room making my blouse separate as he runs his fingers over my silk bra. I moan, and my back arches to his touch. I want to feel his skin against mine. He lifts his arms up so I. There were never half strokes, they fucked me with their entire length every stroke. I was out of my mind in pleasure. I was back in my trance, full of meat and just enjoying. Occasionally Brad would nibble on my nipple and Tyron would reach around and give a breast a squeeze and I would ride. Riding one cock in my pussy and pushing back against another one in my ass. I don’t know how long my boys lasted but it well could have been 30 minutes. Then Brad started first, that special moan of. When the Pastor attempted to force her, his father had beaten the man black and blue. They had tried to get him removed but to no avail.Their complaints had fallen on deaf ears. The pastor was a major landowner, and the local Lord was his brother. Because they had moved to the village, the villages considered them outsiders even though he had been born there.His parents had decided to move after strange incidents kept happening to his father, who was a stonemason. They couldn’t touch the Pastor.