" She bent over collecting her clothes. After wiping her still dripping crotch with her panties, she tossed them to me as she continued getting dresse.... "See you Sunday at church."I stretched out on the bed. The lingering scent of sex mixed with her juvenile citrussy perfume made me hard again, in spite of the guilty feelings in my head. She's only seventeen, I thought. She should be with boys her own age. I'm her Pastor. I should be giving her guidance in her life journey. Instead, I'm giving. "Keep your eyes closed,” she said, and of course my eyes snapped open. "Close your fucken eyes" she commanded. I did as I was told and continued wanking into her panties. I head the sound of cloths being dropped on the floor. I felt her hand on mine and she pushed my hand to one side but managed to keep the panties firmly wrapped around my cock."Cleo says Dad loves this,” Michelle said and then I felt her warm breath against the head of my cock. This was shortly followed by the luxury of her. ”“I see,” said her father, turning her gently on her back, “I guess we both really needed this, then.”“Yeah, dad,” said Paige, taking Don’s hand now and placing it close to the waistband of her pyjama. Her skin was warm when he slid his hand across her lower belly, underneath her pyjama and down to the damp folds of her young pussy. Paige closed her eyes and focused all her attention on the glorious sensations upon her pussy lips and clitoris as her father’s strong, experienced fingers massaged. I shook their hands and tried to hide the fact that my heart was trying to pound through my chest. I must have flushed at least a little, and I could feel myself moisten almost immediately. I wondered if I would be able to maneuver away from them before they picked up the scent. Richard didnt help a bit. He had to tell me how much each of them had contributed to the building of the new baseball park theyd financed downtown. Jamal looked to be in his late 20s. He was about Richards height, but.