She did feel like family – as did many of the other 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 glance and a smile, then proceeded to join her husband in line. My eyes lingered on her for a. Why dont you take it like the slut I know you are? He knew dirty talk turned me on, and Im one of those girls who actually enjoy blow jobs, so I was already streaming down my leg, barely able to hold back my own moans. He thrust three fingers up inside me hard and fast, getting all my juices, then with no warning, stuffed one of his fingers straight up my ass. Ohmygod!! I came immediately, gushing all over, down my ass crack, to the floor. He flipped me on my stomach, kneeling on the floor,. I said I know which one you like best. She said go shower and shave really close because forty days is a long time then meet me in our room. I grabbed a bottle of baby oil and got in the shower. After half an hour of careful shaving I stepped out of the shower absolutely hairless from my navel to my feet. I patted myself dry and took one last look in the full length door mirror before going to Andrea. She was setting on the bed so I walked up to her with my hands behind my back and my little. I pulled her towards me.I held the back of her head, kissing her frantically, rolling my tongue inside her, tasting her saliva. She clasped my cock even harder. The towel slid off her and I held her tits, sucking them, licking them all over. I moved a finger inside her steaming hole.“Aaaah! Sssssss!” she moaned. My cock was now hitting her belly. I pushed her shoulders down, gesturing to her. She knelt again, pulled the foreskin back, and took the entire length inside. She was sucking harder.