Her eyes widen, and she readies to object to his amusement. Instead his mouth finds hers, and the kiss makes her forget everything except it and the a...azing movement of his cock.His tongue enters just as his cock had. But she has an organ, similar if smaller in size to greet it. The tangle of tongues, like hand to hand combat, contains its own thrill, or magnifies the thrill his cock provides her cunt. And fingers pressing her nipples brings further pleasure. Pleasure that commingles and. In fact ,over the next 3 years , not only did the minister fuck me again, but he felt that would good for to invite a number of others from the Clergy,who also felt an internal cleansing was the right way,and so much so,that I had to recieve two cocks at a time. One day when I was celebrating my 17th birthday, the minister decided to give an unexpected Birthday Present, he arranged that after the special service held in my honour,that Sister Agness & Father Simon would help with my birthday. When I got upstairs I found her lying on the bed wearing a lacy red baby-doll nightie and matching panties. I was called over to her and she told me to relieve her tensions again. With that I climbed between her outstretched legs and began to lick and suck on her pussy with great abandon.I could feel her bucking and stretching as a series of orgasms coursed through her body. When she was finally satiated she pushed my head away and told me to go in the bathroom and wash my face.When I returned. It never failed to make his monstrous prick hard. A smile came over his face as he looked at her, her clothes stained and matted with his spunk. There were some dark wet stains showing through her tight red sweater from where he'd last shot onto her chest. He looked down at her black skirt, now kind of scrunched up so the hem was sitting just below her well-fucked pussy. There were white crusty patches everywhere on the jet black skirt, as well as on the lower part of her sweater. Some dry.