Dick led him over to me."Mister Bolton? Reverend? I'm PC South." Jim is just fine, Constable," I said, "I'm not ordained. I suppose 'Pastor' would be ...n acceptable title, but I'd rather just be 'Jim'." Thank you, sir. Mister Carlisle here called when he and the ladies found the vandalism." There's more?"The tears intensified. Teri came over, grabbed my hand and dragged me into the main body of the church. Black paint had been thrown over the communion table, some of the chairs and more graffiti. .. and in the mix, laughter he hadn't heard for decades."Is that ... Rachel?" Oh yes sir it is," Tamara replied. "She has the most beautiful laugh — angelic, really, just like her. Mr. Janak, we hear it a lot, and love it and cherish it."She looked up at him with pity in her eyes."When was the last time you heard it, sir?"He slumped against the fence."Not since the morning before she was hurt..."Tamara knelt down beside him, holding onto his large hand with both of hers."That's about what I. Odd, but that was just what I wanted."Oh, these beautiful women. Who could ask for better daughters?" Britney wondered.No one answered that question, but it didn't need answering. Our moms were determined to make us cum like nonstop waterfalls. Once the mission was complete, they'd certainly get a pat on the back. Or maybe a kiss on the lips, if they preferred. My mom inserted her fingers into my pussy a bit, and intensified the pleasure. She had me throwing out some moans, and then I put my. Filled with lucious desires to have you fuck me. Luckily I hear you say ‘I want you, I want to fuck you right now right here’. As I move up from between your legs and approach the pillows -you move up from behind me and grab me – bend me over the pillows – and run your tongue down the middle of my back. You lick me all the way down my ass and into my clit. You feel with your tongue to see if I am wet. As you discover just how wet I am, you guide your cock into my pussy. Your movements are slow.