John now told me to get on the bed and as I did, he climbed on with me. As I got in position for him on all fours, he said, “No, lay on your side.�... I was confused but as I laid down on my side, he got right behind me, pushing his cock in my crack. As he dry hump my ass, and he spread my ass cheeks, I wanted him in me. Pushing back trying to show him I was ready, John leaned forward and as I watched him grab some lube off the nightstand, I wanted to feel his cock going in me. John put some KY. She had a few matted prints on the wall behind the television., including a poster of Picasso's 'Don Quixote'.I found the kitchen off to my left by following my nose. It was only separated from the living room by a small half wall. At least she has decent taste in beer, I thought, as I got a Corona out of the refrigerator. It smelled like she was baking chicken but before I could open the oven and look, she returned. "I hope you like chicken. I have this great recipe for tequila lime chicken. I know I'm not supposed to leave you here alone with Reverend Gillis but we know that you have nothing to fear from him. And anyway, hee hee," she giggled, "he's had so much scotch that all he can do is sleep. I'll be back at six in the morning to get you up."It took the fifteen year old girl less than ten minutes to decide that she wanted company... she wanted to be close to the wonderful minister who had protected her and was still protecting her from that awful Mr. Ramsay. And it was. I still lived at home as this was my junior year of college and it was too expensive to go away to school and my city had three good universities so I lived at home and went to school. I also worked part time to earn my spending money - mom paid for school, insurance on my car and living expenses.I went to my computer and was looking forward to rubbing one out watching Internet porn. Naturally as a MILF chaser I gravitated toward that. I also loved retro porn. I liked it when sex was dirty - ya.