As she stood back upright, I looked at her face, and it was Amber standing before me smiling her crooked grin.“Like what you see, big brother?” sh... asked, licking her lips suggestively.“You know it, Sis!” I grinned right back and winked.She sauntered closer, threw a leg up over my lap, and sat down on me, which caused her short black mini skirt to ride up over her thighs. I could see that she wasn’t wearing any panties. Her gorgeously bare pussy was wet and shiny; the pinkness of her puffy. I didn’t know what to say or even if I should say anything, I just didn’t want her to stop.Like all good things in life Misty’s worship of my now extremely swollen sack did come to a end, but unlike most things in life, things got even better. Misty finally freed my cock from her death grip and began to suck the head of my cock. Then with both her hands she took a ball from my bloated sack and squeezed them hard, I all most yelled for her to stop from the pain, but the pain vanished as Misty. “And if you’re sick, you don’t follow them. I’m sure Angie’s priest is working with her as best he can, given the circumstances.”“Aren’t you some kind of minister?”“I’m a subdeacon. Are you a Reds fan?”“Huge, even though lately they mostly stink. What does that have to do with church?”“I’m like the bat boy or a member of the ground crew. If Angie implied I was like a pastor or anything, she was seriously exaggerating.”“No, she just said you were ordained; I guess I just assumed,” she sighed.. Your slender legs part a little more, and I gradually move my hand up your inner thigh, inch by sensuous inch, making little circular motions and lightly caressing your skin with the tips of my fingers. My hand finally reaches the hem of your short skirt and starts to disappear underneath. You lean your head back against the car seat, and I sense you breathing faster as my hand travels farther up under your skirt. You let out a little sigh when I am almost to the sweet spot between your legs. .