I want to feel your fingers in me and your tongue on my clit. I want you to make me cum with your tongue and your fingers. Please make me cum. Can you...feel how wet I am for you baby?”. Phil’s mouth was almost down on her and his fingers continued to work away inside her. She was so wet that her juices were running down his fingers and across his upturned palm to his wrist. He gently withdrew his fingers and felt her shudder. “Open your legs wider for me. I want to taste you properly” As his. “I wanted something from him, and he demanded something back. Simple as that.”“But Matt, why-” I closed my mouth, looked out at the street, then continued. “Let’s get back to what we were talking this morning.”“Right, I was only waiting for you.” He reached for his backpack sitting between his legs, pulled the shorts I used yesterday and threw them in my belly. “Came in them two times, one after I got home last night, and then again this morning. You smell fucking delicious, Will, and I. All of her sisters started to laugh.Mr. King looked impressed. “What did you say?”She looked innocent. She said, “Hello, how are you, where’s the bathroom. And who is the big man over there?”I turned to Elle. “What did she really say?”“Who’s the idiot with the fat ass?”I couldn’t help it. I burst out laughing. “Elle, somebody listening to this telecast will understand what she said. Then it’s going to be all over the country.”She nodded. “Yes, everyone will know that Reverend Walters is an. There he was. Right there, behind a few inches of wood that is her door.Unlocking the door, she opened it just enough to let him see her. He looked worn out, tired. But she could still see those gorgeous eyes looking at her and making her admit to herself that even his gaze on her made her core melt. She couldn't help but feel like helping him feel better no matter what."My good boy," she breathed, making him smile at her."I always like the sound of that," he said."What are you doing here?"He.