I let my tongue slide out of my mouth while I still had his cock in my throat. I slipped out and licked his balls."Oh FUCK! You are good at this slut,... he groaned as I slid my mouth back up his cock.I let his cock plop out of my mouth as I looked up at him and smiled. I held up my hand that was slick with my pussy juice as I said, "Now let's get that cock in me."He picked me up with a grin and threw me on the bed. I spread my legs wide and leaned back. He wasted no time putting the head of his. I worked his cock into my mouth, but there was no way I could do him any justice. He was that big.“I want you to eat me,” I begged.We flipped into a sixty-nine position on the bed and John began to kiss my inner thighs, working his way to my womanhood. I had to explain to him the various parts of a woman’s soul. John quickly picked up on what to do a and how to do it.“Don’t stop,” I begged him.He followed my instructions perfectly and in seconds, I was another quivering mess. I dug my. Too bad you came home when you did.” “Maggie, what—” Dave began, but still found himself at a loss for words. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His already growing feelings for the twin he’d never noticed grew even stronger. Not only was Maggie willing to take the blame to protect him, but she was standing up to her sister in order to do it. As far as he knew, Maggie had never done that. “Sorry, Dave,” Maggie said, turning her head and winking at him so Jenna wouldn’t see. “I couldn’t. Thomas Atwood had been the exception, but blain actually did look better. A whole lot better. If I weren't in town to destroy him, I might have screwed him.I wrapped my hand around the 410 gauge derringer in my coat pocket. If that thing went off it was going to ruin my coat and make a god awful mess of Blain's not to bad face."So you are the bad ass preacher lady?" he asked."I am and I suppose you are Blain Atwood, brother of the very rude Thomas Atwood?" I suggested."True on both counts. The.