I had gotten to know her better during visits to her dying husband at the hospital the prior year. She did feel like family – as did many of the oth...r parishioners.I began to question my strategy. Would I destroy the family if I destroyed its head?I decided that the head of the family was not the pastor. The head was divine. If bringing down the pastor could bring down the church, then the church was of man and not of God.Just as I reached this conclusion, Sarah Kershaw walked by. She gave me a. It probably shouldn't be readwithout reading Weird Wednesday first. There isn't any appearance of theOld Man or the store in this story, though he started the mess in the lastone. Any comments can be sent to [email protected] McKenzie sat in his room, thinking about the events of the last fewweeks. He was fourteen and a half, and a normal student at school. Severalweeks ago, his best friend Kevin suddenly started acting weird. In classone day, Kevin had told him that he was really his. Just the sight of those cupid's bow lips engulfing the purple cap of my phallus sent blood surging into the shaft, bringing it to instant erection! For long moments, lips, tongue, and teeth played havoc with the sensitive glans, torturing my pee hole, and tormenting the sensitive rim! I could feel my pole pulsing involuntarily, more rigid than it had been in years!Then, to my utter amazement, just when I thought I would go crazy from her ministrations, Jun lifted her body to a different angle,. Besides, we can see that you want to fuck us.”Both B and I were looking at the massive tent in daddy’s trousers.Daddy said “No,” but both B and I could tell that he was seriously considering what it would be like to fuck his daughters.“Oh shit!” daddy said as both B and I let our hands wander to the bulge in his trousers. What’s more, he didn’t stop us as we unfastened his trousers and slid them down his legs. He even lifted his butt a little to help us.When his cock sprang free B said, “Daddy,.