I knew it was wrong, preacher Bob had said that gay people were sinners but I figured he wanted me to do it so it must be ok. As I licked the salty, o...d tasting nector, preacher Bob said as if he'd read my mind "what your doing isn't gay, it's just a son helping his dad and sons do that for their old dads so now I want you to put your mouth on it and suck and lick as you move your pretty little mouth up and down the length of it". I did as I was told and within minutes, Bob's big cock started. I couldn't see what was happening behind me now, and I was really scared, not knowing what to expect.I felt a hand on my ass, stroking gently, then another hand on the other cheek, roughly parting my globes to get better access."Whoa, this bitch is already wet" I heard a voice say and was disgusted to realise he was right.A finger traced along my slit, finding the source of that moisture and pressing its way in."Hmmm, not as tight as other girls we've had, but I guess that means she won't. " I faked a sniffle "Thanks, mom, but you don't need to lie; I know I look like a freak." "No, no, no, no, sweetheart, you just look a bit....different, that's all. And if it really bothers you, I can go gets some hair dye to make it your old color and buy some colored-lenses." I smiled into the rearview mirror. "Thanks mom." I turned toward Jo who suddenly turned to look at her shoes. "And thank you, Jo, for having my back like always." I smiled as Jo had the look of somebody who was just. I know once the sexual juices start flowing that there are no boundaries and I am quite able and willing to accept that because of my own tastes, wants, and needs.I also didn't think this woman, Natalie (if that was her actual name), was exactly a tramp who threw herself at men. I got the impression she just got out of a bad marriage and hadn't been too promiscuous before that. She just seemed too sweet, but she also seemed to want to get back onto the sexual highway and enjoy herself a little.