The black bastard looked back at me with a smirk on his face.Then he kissed her passionately and he finally crawled off her. My sweet wife did not mov..., laying there breathing heavily with her arms limp at her side and her legs spread wide open. As I looked closer I could see that she had passed out. Jamal walked over and stood in front of me. He told me to get on my knees and I knew what he wanted. I looked at him in disgust. But then his mates grabbed my shoulders and pushed me to my knees.. Having had a boyfriend or two I had never gotten that wet on anyone's touch. As soon as he began to draw the covers from my pussy I held the covers tight. He slowly pulled them from me and said, "Don't worry, I'll be gentle." He knew I was a virgin, but he also knew I wanted him to touch me. My face said it all. I let go and he slowly slid one finger in my wet pussy, and then another. "Wow! You're really wet! Does this happen often, Lisa?" he said, trying to maintain the doctor-patient. The pastor was sitting in the front pew of the church; he still looked a little shaken. "How're you feeling Pastor? Want me to send for the doctor?"Jennings looked up at Dillon. "No, I'll be okay." He hesitated and said, "I didn't act very Christian toward you earlier this week, did I Deputy? I'm sorry and thank you for saving me tonight." Pastor Jennings, I need a favor. Those men are part of a herd heading to San Antonio and their boss, Carl Jones, really needs them to help drive the herd.. We moaned simultaneously as she slid herself down and took me into her. She still had the covers over her head.We arrived at her hymen, and before I could even try and say anything, she pushed down and broke it. A cry escaped her lips as a groan escaped mine. I lifted up the covers and there to my surprise was my daughter Sara, impaled and bleeding on her father’s cock.“Surprise,” she said through the pain of deflowering. “I hope you aren’t mad...”I heard a giggle from the bathroom, but ignored.