"Anna sighed and got up. "Mister Witherspoon, I am a woman of faith. I suggest you leave me and my church alone or my goddess will punish you. Good da..., mister Witherspoon."Carl got up. "Miss Leighton, I am a man of business. I am not impressed by threats of gods or goddesses that I do not believe in to begin with. Good day, miss Leighton. This is not over with."Carl stormed out of the "office", then out of the church. Anna went out and asked Nicole, "Is he really going to try something?". She had cum so much he could see her juices soaking her gusset and running down her legs. He just stared at her open mouthed until her spasms began to subside."Your turn!" she said as she got herself under some kind of control. Looking her son directly in the eye, she began to peel the paisley panties down her shapely legs and then walked over to him and removed the white panties from his face, placing the soaked gusset of her just removed panties over his nose holding them securely in. " Tears wear still rolling downher cheeks, but she was struggling to hold them backnow."I think you've just got to give it time, Mom," Mikeysaid without much confidence. He wasn't really surewhat to say. He wasn't used to comforting his mother;Usually it was the other way around."Oh, why did they have to do it?" She burst out it tofull fledged balling again. "Why did they have to killyour father, Mikey? Why?" Her words turned into sobs,and she grabbed Mikey and hugged him even tighter. I took off my shirt and noticed her eyes locked on my cock. “Oh shit! Your... cock... looks... massive!” She seemed concerned. “Put your hands behind your head and lock your fingers together. Get your cunt off the ground and kneel up straight!” She complied quickly. “Now walk on your knees toward me.” She awkwardly did so. As she approached I realized that even straight up on her knees her forehead was lined up with my balls. “Pull my pants down.” I commanded. “But I can’t move my hands!” She.