I can't help but let my thoughts stray to the little show I put on for his son about a twenty minutes ago. Like father, like son. "I'm just peachy kee..., Jelly Bean." I reply tartly, checking him out as boldly as he did, me. His smile is slow and masculine. I pick up speed, fueled by my, again, raging hormones, until I am running briskly. Rob is keeping up, seamlessly, but is now running a little behind me. Enjoying the view, no doubt. A mile into our run, we are passing an old church on the. ." It's my cock. Say it." Your cock," you whisper, blushing. "Mmmmmm..." Keep still," I say, reaching between your legs and stroking through your slick hotness. "This is your pussy or your cunt. Say it."You shudder and your blush deepens. "It... It's my pussy."I grasp your nipple tightly, squeezing. "It's wet. Tell me it's wet." My pussy is wet." I roll your nipple softly and you moan. "Ohhh..." Good girl." I kiss you firmly again and slide my fingers back and forth over you. "My good girl...". He told her to cook naked so he could also fuck her there if he desired. He would only wear a robe and be naked beneath it so he could open it and shove his cock in her any time he wanted. He had taught her to suck his cock and he loved to open his robe and point to his cock and she knew to get down and suck him. He would fill her mouth with his cum then lick her pussy and make her cum many times. He loved fucking and licking her sexy body. Her tits were big and full and firm and she had big. As her orgasm subsided, Amy found herself feeling a little dissatisfied. All her vibrators, dildos and other toys were good, but none of them could cum for her. And Amy realized that what she was craving at the moment was a mouthful of fresh cum. The girls' salad dressing had left her with that need, she also realized, that it was now more than 24 hours since Stan and the boys had fed her all their delicious treats at the church. Amy couldn't remember the last time she had gone this long.