“I want your cock. I want it. Give it to me!” I was an a****l and my eyes and voice must have told John he had awaked me. “Suck the tip baby... you know what to do. Find the pleasure spot and enjoy the results.” John was back to guiding me. I was going too fast and he was slowing me down, making the experience grow and last. Cindy was right, he was perfect.I started to use my tongue to rediscover the tip of his cock. It worked it’s way around finding the groves and zones that made John. ” Julie said looking from one to the other of us. Both of the other women looked at her questioningly and then my sweet little demure preacher’s wife stuck a hand under the breast of Sherry’s that was closest and held it up and out then brought the other hand down across the top of the breast with a solid slapping sound before then following it up with a firm stroke down toward the nipple. Sarah’s mouth dropped in shock and Sherry squeezed her eyes closed tightly and then sighed as Julie’s. I had never thought about sex with her until that day she jacked me off. It was about a month before mom jacked me off again. Then another month before she jacked me off again, but that time she took off all her clothes. It was very different to have a naked woman jack me off, I could watch her boobs shake with her hand movement. I got to look at her beaver, I came quicker that time. The next time mom and I got together she wanted me to jack her off, she showed me her clit and told me how to. I lift her upright and pull her legs apart so that she straddles my face and begin licking her clit. She whispers, "oh my God.." A few minutes later, my face is wet - not a voluminous amount but enough that I know it's not just saliva or "normal" vaginal secretions. It doesn't have much of a taste but smells very faintly of ammonia, although it's not urine. I'm actually pretty psyched.L asks me if I want to have sex. I tell her she doesn't have to do anything she doesn't want to. She hesitates.