The preacher man was married and he kept his hands to himself not at all like the previous backwoods preacher that never failed to yank down a girl’... panties to see if she was staying on the straight and narrow. He usually didn’t do anything except spank the naughty girls and massage the good girls to reward them for being properly behaved. I generally got the massage because I kept a good exterior image of being a “good” girl even if I was humping like a cat on a hot tin roof with my cousins. The injured man was trying to staunch the flow of blood, but he was only partially successful.Meanwhile, the first attacker had another burst of stupidity. He picked up his knife from where it had fallen on the floor and tried to attack Billy with the knife in his left hand. Of course, this was doomed to failure, since the man was right handed, and had neither the strength or the skill to accomplish his intention with his left hand. Billy had run out of patience with the man, so he hit him in. It was delighting to hear those words, though I knew I was taking advantage of her in her weakness. ” No, I am not going that far, I think only some casual exercises may do good for you.” I said seriously, waiting for some definite answer. ” So ?” I pushed further. Then again a long silence.Then she finally nodded an unsure yes. I was smiling. It would be my first time. And we both knew we won’t have a chance to regret this. I walked towards the bed. She watched my every step. I could see each. It's not intense like that. Maybe I'm not doing it right or something. He ask if I just use my fingers and I said yes. Ok sweetie he said, as he began to carress my legs. He said that sometimes it's the circumstances that get you horny and sometimes it's the person and sometimes both. It's almost always most exciting when it's something that you haven't experienced before. I nodded as his fingers slipped under my panties. My leg came up and he slid his finger up and down my slit which of.