This wasn’t the first time I got a blowjob but never anything like this. Nothing compares to seeing my cock sliding in and out my sister's mouth. Wh...ch is why I wasn’t going to last long. Being high made the sensations more intense. As my breathing got heavier she gets up and grabs a towel from the bathroom. I guess she isn’t going to swallow. Oh well, can’t have everything. She resumed sucking, even more passionately now, cupping my balls, stroking, everything, as I held her head and made love. Since she belonged to him he was now responsible for her; he would take care of her. He made the decisions and she just needed to do what he told her. It was amazing how realizing you're a slave -- although she didn't really think of herself in those terms -- made you free!She didn't need to be in charge now; the only pressure failure held for her now was if she failed to perform to his expectations. She wouldn't fail by making wrong decisions. He was young for such a responsibility but she. ‘You were adding to the debauchery of our good neighborhood, leading us down the path of a modern Sodom,’ Pastor said sternly. Alexis couldn’t help but laugh. ‘And here you are, a Pastor, getting a blow job from a neighbor girl, in church, before service, with your wife not 50 feet away, thinking you’re preparing for your sermon,’ Alex laughed, pushing Pastor O’Malley out from his desk. She stood up and straightened her pink sun dress, crossing her arms under her breasts. ‘And to think, here. Your cock feels so good inside me.” He shoves in deep rotating his hips. She cums hard, her legs grow weak, she falls belly down on the bed. He falls with her, but continues his assault; now she’s even tighter. He feels cum churning deep within his groin. He cums hard grunting like a cave man, filling his young lovers cunt with warm semen. They lay together in this awkward position, too exhausted to move. A few minutes later, Alyssa speaks out of breath. “Brad…I love you, but your sweating all.