She moaned with joy.“Yes…” she hissed, “You’re finally going to have me. How do you like that, Chad?”I mumbled something with her tit in m... mouth. She grunted when I pushed my hand deeper into her.“Ugh… I can’t believe I’m letting you do this, Jesus, do you have your whole fucking hand inside me? Ugh…”I moved my face closer to her open twat and as I four-fingered her I chomped down on her enlarged clit. It was already evident to me that Aunt Susan didn’t mind it at all if things were a bit. Justice and Chastity seemed a little behind the rest of them. “The word of God!” shouted Reverend Whitman. “Amen!” shouted many of the congregation. And the service was over. “Congratulations,” said one man, rushing over to Reverend Whitman. “Wonderful sermon,” said an old woman. “One of your best.” “Don’t thank me,” said Whitman, sounding both modest and full of himself at the same time. “Thank the Lord for speaking through me. I am but his instrument.” Justice and Chastity remained on the. Martin, however, didn’t seem embarrassed. He seemed pissed off. She looked up and attempted a smile. ‘Hi, you must be Martin.’ ‘Yes, how clever you must be to have put that together. You must be another one of the random bimbos Tom picks up and I have to hear him shag all night long.’ Jenna set her jaw. ‘Well, that is the name on my passport, but I usually go by Jenna. Easier to pronounce and all.’ Tom stifled a laugh. ‘Yeah, by the way, Martin, Jenna’s going to be staying with us for a bit.’. That evening we all enjoyed the dinner together and in the way we also became very familiar to each others. When finished I went to my house which was just beside theirs house. A wee later I was given the charge for night shifts in my workplace. So I use to come home by 9am. And resting for the whole day again at 10pm I had to leave. That week when my night shifts were on aunty use to sometimes take care of me for my breakfast and lunch. In the meantime we chatted a lot on different topics..