Snatching up my digital camera, he walked down the hall to the bathroom. Rowan tried an experimental turn on the doorknob. "Stupid fuck" he laughed. "...he's forgotten to lock the door!" John smiled - He knew what Rowan was thinking and approved completely. "I don't know about this." I interrupted. Sure, taking pictures of my sister in the shower and blackmailing her into giving me back my money seemed like a good idea, but my friends seeing my little sister naked? Leering at her? The looks they. Leaning my head forward, I gently kiss each rigid nipple in turn. Talia’s body jerks suddenly with each touch of my lips to her sensitive nibs. I slide her forward and back on my lap with my hands on her hips and my hard bone fully inside her. I draw one nipple into my mouth and lovingly lave it with my tongue. It feels amazingly hard as I swipe my tongue over and around it and my lips tenderly suckle her tit flesh. Talia’s hands cradle and caress my head urging me to continue sucking her. She gripped it tighter and fucked his mouth with her tongue.The preacher, who had been in the basement, stepped from behind a curtain and noticed the couple in the dark corner. He maneuvered himself into a more advantageous position. He gasped when he saw it was Joan Wagner and the father of the bride kissing. He could see her hand was gripping his leg. He stepped back into the shadows and watched, his own cock growing stiff. The good Reverend had been hungrily eyeing Joan since the first. “What are you planning to do with me?” she asked nervously.“I’m going to slide my hand inside you. I think my little slut needs to be fisted. Open your legs for me and relax.”She let her legs fall open as she shuddered with arousal.Jay started with two fingers sliding in and out of her slick, swollen hole. Then he added a third and a fourth, working her pussy into a frenzy. Eventually, he removed his hand and then formed a nice cup with it before pressing it against Olivia until his whole hand.