There was a part in my gut that hoped that the dinner would be me, the Reverend and his wife. I arrived at the house an hour before in case his wife ...eeded any help. Sure enough, she needed me to peel a few hard boiled eggs and help her set the table. Shirley and I were enjoying the small respite away from the guys before her husband appeared to give his wife a kiss. It was then she asked him where Samuel was. As my hope disappeared slightly due to the fear that Samuel would accidently reveal. Karen was thrilled, my god Jan, you really do like this don’t you? Again Jan had to look away. Just look at yourself. Your gorgeous little breasts just open and on display, and your slit. Oh My. Just look at you. You are open and shiny wet already and I have yet to touch you even! Well Jan, you know you really do need to start telling me what some of your sexual fantasies are. No response? Well Jan, can you imagine sucking on a cock as easily as you suck on my slit? Can you answer that? Very. Once Beth was sure I couldn’t squirt anymore she had focused on my clit. I had heard the sound of wet suction breaking and felt her pull her hand out of my pussy for the last time. I remembered feeling relieved that the fisting was over and was eager to close my eyes and sleep. Instead Mommy had lifted her head from under whatever beast was currently plowing her from behind and told me to take more Twilight like a good little slut. I did as she asked and Beth had pushed my legs up and back so. At this moment, I would have followed Lupe anywhere, although walking after the most intense orgasm of my life was very challenging. Lupe took my hand with the hand that had just had a finger in my pussy and led me on down the hall and on into their bedroom. Moving near the bed, she ordered, "Take off my blouse." I was completely intoxicated by her and utterly under her spell. I didn't consider myself a lesbian or even bi, but at this moment I was whatever Lupe wanted me to be. My hands.