But for now, he had the matter of the worried Christian girl in front of him.“And so you must understand, sir, it’s not that I want to. Or ... wel..., maybe it is. No, you see, really, the problem is... -”“Hush,” Mr. Foster said, his thin lips widening to reveal slightly pointed teeth. “I completely onderstand. I’m a man of the church as well, you see.”“You are?”“Of course!” Reaching out, he took the cheerleader’s hond in his own. Implanting feelings of trust were easy - there wasn’t even a hint. She leaned back and tilted her head back as I began pumping my hips into her. Stacey appeared on the couch beside me and whispered in my ear.”It’s so hot watching you fuck her like that.” I turned my face to meet hers and we kissed deeply as Karen began to tremble.”Ooh, make her cum, baby. Make her cum,” Stacey whispered. “I want to see her face when she does.”I slowly fucked Karen and slid my hands to her waist. I started thrusting my hips harder and Karen moaned in response as I gripped her. I simply leaned forward and kissed Amanda before grabbing the bags. “AHEM!” I broke from the kiss and looked over Amanda’s shoulder to see her dad standing just behind her. “How are you doing, sir?” How could I miss Amanda’s dad standing behind Amanda. I could have sworn he wasn’t standing there just a few minutes ago. I guess I had too much on my mind. Or it could be my lower anatomy wanting to say hello to Amanda. Hell probably a combination of both. Maybe he wasn’t there and then. But she was gettin’ dick from someone else,” he said.“That’s cold, man,” Mr. Chapman said.“She flat out refused to have sex with me, but she was down to invite some other man into my house.”“That’s so terrible and disrespectful. I’m sorry, Dion. If she was unhappy, she should have come to you and talked about it, not break your heart like that.”“I just, like…” Dion’s voice trailed off. “We been married ten years. I helped pay for her college. I worked two jobs to make sure she could learn.