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Deep Crotch Mother Chapter FIVE & SIXEdna Savage had red hair … on her cunt as well as on her head. And she had aspirit to match.She was twenty-nine years old, slender with enticing curves, and had a sexy face.When she became Thaddeus Folk’s housekeeper, there were those in Centervillewho started to talk. But the appeal of Pastor Polk and of his oddly satisfying religion,which interpreted as the will of the Lord just about anything that a body wanted to do,was such that the gossips found they were talking only to themselves. Pastor Folk’slarge and growing flock weren’t listening. He had brought something new to the BibleBelt-amorality in religious trappings, with salvation thrown in-and his people loved it.They were so busy enjoying their own new indulgences that they didn’t begrudge thegood pastor his.Edna had been one of his first converts when he came to Centerville a little over ayear ago. She had just drifted into town, having walked out on a no-good husband inanother state; she was feeling lonely, guilty, and lost. Thaddeus saved her. He tookher out of the greasy-spoon cafe where she had been working, and put her in hisown rented house. He made her think she was his special woman and would alwaysbe. He gave her the best fucking that she’d ever had.She had fallen into the habit of dressing lightly around the house, because thatstimulated Thaddeus, bringing his long rod up. She could not get enough of thatmagnificent tool!So it was that when Thaddeus entered the house on this particular afternoon, hefound Edna working at the sink, wearing pink-and-white polka dot panties andnothing else. Grinning, he sneaked quietly up behind her, reached forward at hersides, and wrapped both hands around her quivery, cupcake-sized tits.She gasped, dropping the dish she had been washing. It fell into the sink andsplashed water all over her.“Ooooh, Thaddeus, you prick!” she exclaimed. But she was laughing happily by thattime, her face aglow, and she twisted in his arms to press her hot, open mouthagainst his.Their tongues writhed and stroked wetly as saliva flowed from one mouth to theother. Her nipples, stimulated by the coarse fabric of Thad’s shirt, stiffened againsthim, and he could feel them digging in. He felt her belly writhe, also. Gliding his largehands down her back, he took hold of her firm, twisty buttcheeks through her nylonpants and squeezed them, holding her lower body snugly against him until his risingcock demanded that they give it room.“Mmmmm … wowww … ooh, baby, let’s see what you’ve got down here!” Edna said,and sank to her knees. Her tousled red hair received a shaft of late sunlight from thekitchen window and seemed to catch fire.She unzipped her lover’s pants.“Any mail?” he asked casually, because he had come to take Edna’s amorousassaults for granted. They had even gotten to be a bit boring.“Just the usual shit,” she said as she snaked a white hand into his trousers. “Oooh,wait-there was a Mailgram.”“From who?”“How the fuck do I know, baby? Oooh, wow! This looks scrumptious!” She washolding Thad’s long woman pleaser by the stem and shaking it up and down. Whilethe plumlike knob bobbed and swelled, the shaft gradually stiffened.There was a faintly sardonic expression on Thad’s lean, craggy face as he lookeddown and watched the pretty woman lick his cockhead. He wondered if she couldtaste young Nancy’s saliva on it.Apparently she couldn’t. Or else she didn’t mind. She quickly warmed to herpleasurable task and, after swirling her tongue wetly around the crown of Thad’sprick, then scurrying up and down the sides of his poker, she clasped his cockheadwarmly in her mouth and began to suck. She bobbed her head rhythmically, glidingher o-shaped lips up and down on his bristling eight-inch pole.He stroked his cock gently against her mouth-thrusts, fucking her willing face. Then,abruptly, he pulled free, turned, and paraded his naked prick into the living room.“Come back here, Goddamn it!” Edna cried, staring after him.“Do not take the Lord’s name in vain,” he cautioned as he continued through thehouse. “That is something you must never do!”“I’m sorry!” Edna said, leaping to her feet to take after him.He walked to his den, where the mail was stacked on his desk, and he picked up theWestern Union envelope. Edna came tripping into the room, her titties jiggling, andshe wedged herself between Thaddeus and the desk as he ripped the Mailgramenvelope open. She sank to her knees once again, grasping the spear which stuckout and upward from his open fly. She resumed licking the rounded head of it whilehe read:HAVE FOUND THE PLACE FOR OUR NEXT CONGREGATION. AMCOMFORTABLY SETTLED AT FLOYD WILCOX FARM. PRAISE THE LORD!MARCELLA.Thaddeus smiled. A new territory sounded good to him, after spending more than ayear in one place. A flock of new women … all those mouths and cunts … and freshmoney! Thad had skimmed most of the cream off of Centerville.Edna had clasped his cock in her mouth by that time and was bobbing her headonce again. Her lips felt very good, gliding silkily up and down on his quivering, ironhardcock.He would have to give her what she needed, he realized, but he would make it quickthis time. He had plans to work out.Grasping Edna by the shoulders, he lifted her, and his long prick whipped free.“Fuck me, baby … oooh, please fuck me!” she begged.She was tall and lithe, and that broadened the possibilities for copulation. As soon asshe had stripped her panties down, kicking free of them, Thaddeus backed her upagainst a wall.“Yes … yesss … oooh, yesss!” she hissed. “Ram me right here!”She spread her legs, causing a lippy division to appear in her fiery fluff, andThaddeus dropped his pants and shorts. He squatted just enough to nose hisupward slanting erection into her crotch, and she clutched to guide it while shewrithed. When the tip of his boner was positioned just right, he rose, boosting her atthe same time. A thrust of his hips sent his plunger surging up inside her, and shewrapped her arms and legs around him as he pressed her against the wall.He began to do a springy dance, all the action in his knees, while Edna squirmedvoluptuously. Her titties jiggled against his shirt. Her warm, wet cunt was a ravenousb**st as it devoured his upward cock-thrusts.Her serpentine legs sk**ded against his back and sides. Her arms were loopedaround his neck. Her back rubbed against the wall.Up and down in her twisting, rippling cunny his splendid pecker stroked, stroppingthe red-hot tip of her very responsive clitoris.“Oooh God … yessss!” she cried. “Ooooh, glory! Wow, can you really screw!”He grunted, and rammed upward harder into her slippery hole, which was very openas she “sat” in midair, with legs spread. His jolts shook the wall and jiggled Ednaerotically from hips to head. He thought he could hear her teeth rattle.But most of what he heard were her lascivious cries, as she voluptuously squirmed:“Go at it! Yesss, baby! Get it! Get it! Screw me! FUCK MEEE! UUUUUHHH!”She began to bounce up and down, swinging on Thad’s neck and middle, while hisplunger stroked rapidly inside her. His prick throbbed with pleasure as her cunt allbut ate it alive. Juice dribbled down his rod, from her salivating cunt, and moistenedhis bouncing balls.Her tits shook up and down against his shirt-front. Her fingers clawed the back of hisneck. Her heels kicked him. She squealed.Thad’s geysering ejaculation rounded off her quaking, cock-wrenching orgasm …and he regretted, for a moment, that he might not be fucking Edna any more.“So, what was that all about?” she asked a few moments later, after they had calmeddown and he had picked the Mailgram off the floor, where he had dropped it as theexcitement had mounted.“Oh, nothing important.” He stuffed it into his pocket. “Edna?”“Yes, you beautiful fucker … “ she purred, standing behind him with just her pantieson, and squeezing him around the middle.“I’m going to be leaving town.”There was silence for several moments. No motion, either. Then Edna bartın escort abruptlydisengaged and backed up. Thad turned to face her.He smiled disarmingly. “Nothing personal. You’ve been great to me. You’ve mademe very happy. But my work demands that I move on.”Edna glared at him, her green eyes glinting. “This is something about that Mailgram,isn’t it? Who was it from?”“Now, that’s personal business,” Thad replied gently. “You know I never discusspersonal business with anyone.”“Well, your business is my business, baby!” she snapped, the pet name having asharp edge this time. “I don’t just give myself casually, you know. I’m no slut!”“Who said you were? But I’m sure you’ve gotten as much pleasure from our sexualrelationship as I have. And as for keeping house for me-well, it was better thanworking in Joe’s Diner, wasn’t it?”She glared at him for several more seconds, then smiled suddenly and pressed hernearly nude body against him. She squirmed, making him feel her tits.“Don’t tell me you can just walk off,” she said, “after all the good times we’ve hadtogether! I know you can’t do that. You’re just teasing me- huh, Thad? Just teasingme to see if I give a damn?”“No, Edna.” He gently dislodged her hold on him and backed her up. “I’ve got to go.Of course, I won’t be leaving for a day or two, because I have arrangements tomake. I must make certain that the church here is in good hands.”“Bullshit!”“What?” Thad tried to maintain a tolerant smile.“I said, bullshit!” Edna repeated, even more forcefully. “You don’t give a fart aboutthe silly church, and you know it! It’s some woman you’re chasing! Oooh, how I wishI could see that mother-fucking Mailgram!”“Edna … how you talk!” he said a bit sadly.“You’re not above using four-letter words yourself, so don’t give me that holier-thanthoushit! I’m an ordinary person, who’s been knocking around all my life, and so areyou. Your religious make-believe doesn’t fool me.”“It isn’t make-believe, my dear,” Thad replied. “You see, you don’t understand eitherme or our religion, even after all this time.”“Hypocrite! Tell me who the woman is!” Edna demanded, her eyes shooting sparks.“The world is full of women.”“Don’t I know it! And that’s just the trouble, you prick\ You don’t care who you stick itinto, do you? Oooh, don’t worry-I know you’ve been screwing all the women of thecongregation, while I’ve been at home, keeping house for you.”“Edna, I’m afraid there is nothing more to be said,” he stated, turning away.“Oooh, yes there is!” she railed at his back. “I’m not going to let you do this to me! Idon’t mind you tomcatting around, as long as you come home to me! But when youtalk about walking out, that’s another kettle of beans, mister!”He strode from the room.Edna followed, her pert breasts jiggling in the nude. “I’ll ruin you! I’ll find out whereyou’re going, and I’ll tell them what a sonofabitch you are! You won’t get startedbuilding up another church!”He stopped, spun around, and slapped her so viciously across the face that heknocked her off her feet. She landed hard on her panties on the floor.“OOOOOOH!” she wailed, as much from rage and frustration as from physical hurt.Thaddeus stomped from the house. He got into his car and began to drive, having nofixed destination at first, but then realizing that he would have to see Len Carpenter,who was the assistant pastor and the logical choice to take over the congregation.In his travels, which had begun in his home state of Tennessee a dozen years ago,Thad had established branches of his church in several states. A couple had sincebroken away, but the rest had remained loyal, because he had called back on themfrequently, and they continued to send him a small percentage of their financialproceeds. It was a good racket, not calculated to make a man wealthy, but permittinghim to live the good life and keep moving. That was what Thad required. If he everwere to settle down, he firmly believed, he would die.The Carpenters lived in a modest house on the edge of town. Len was an insuranceagent, in addition to working in the church. His wife was a stay-at-home woman whogave the impression of being very devout. She doted on the fundamentalist aspectsof the religion without practicing its libertarian concepts-except with Thad. He hadgotten to her, of course, and had found her a hell of a screw.The beauty of Thad’s religion was that its precepts were sufficiently elastic to coverjust about anything a person wanted to do, while giving them a sense of security andsanctification, also. He emphasized the free-wheeling aspects of the faith only whenit served his personal purposes to do so, or when a “sinning” church-member cameto him in guilty torment and sought absolution. He made them feel a lot better,whether he fucked them or not. Not all of the enthusiastic adherents to the faith werefemale and, of those, certainly not all were attractive. Thad made them all feel good,when they really needed it, and that was one of the reasons that his church was sopopular.He had removed the masochism from religion and set the people free. In so doing,he truly believed that he was serving God.He parked in front of the Carpenters’ house, got out, and walked up the cracked stripof concrete to the front door. A little girl came bounding off the porch to greet him.“Hello, Cindy!” he said with a big smile. “Are your mommy and daddy home?”“My mommy is, Pastor Polk!” the six-year-old replied.“Well, good! I’ll just walk right in and have a talk with her, if I may.”All good homemakers were preparing dinner at that hour, and Mae Carpenter wasno exception. The buxom blonde was busy at the stove when Thad walked upbehind her. But she-unlike Edna a little while ago-was fully dressed. Thad was out ofgas, anyway.“Hello, Mae,” he said, and she jumped.“Oooh, my Lord!” she exclaimed. “Thaddeus, you nearly frightened me out of ayear’s growth!”He chuckled and sat on a kitchen chair.Mae made a few quick adjustments at the range, then looked around anxiously.“Well, uh, Len will be home in a little while … ”“That’s okay,” Thad smiled. “I’m in no big hurry to see him.”It was a perfectly innocent remark, as far as Thaddeus was concerned. For once, hehad no ulterior motive. But Mae didn’t take it that way.A smile wreathing her round, doll-like face, she hurried to him and plumped herselfonto his lap. She unzipped her dress-front, reached inside, and brought out a full,quivering breast.“Wouldn’t you like an appetizer before dinner?” she asked.Chapter SIXThe pastor stared at Mac’s milk-white tit with its jutting pink nipple, and he touchedhis lips with his tongue. Still, he hesitated.“Well, don’t make me feel cheap, Thaddeus!” she said, a blush coming to her face.He bowed his head slightly, tilting it to the side, and he licked the rigid, pale-pinkprotrusion on the rounded, trembling titty that she held.“Ooooh, that makes my day!” she exclaimed, lowering her lashes sensuously andkeeping her moist, pouty lips apart. She rotated her rich titty, dragging the super-stiffnipple all around Thad’s tongue.“Suck it!” she finally ordered, and he opened his mouth to take her nipple in.His lips drew at the tasty titbit, finally stretching it well out, then letting it snap free.The nipple nodded on its bouncy base, gleaming wetly with his saliva.“Try the other one!” Mae lasciviously invited, and pulled her second eye-popper out.Thad sucked that breast, also. Soon he was turning from one to the other, using alarge hand to squeeze whichever luscious orb he wasn’t sucking, and his penishardened against the woman’s warm lap.“We’ve got time for a quickie before Len gets home,” she said, wriggling against hisrisen cock.“Does he … know about us yet?” Thad asked, breathing hard after the strenuoussucking.“Yes, I told him,” she replied, surprising Thad. She twisted her shoulders, gentlyslapping her lush titties against the minister’s cheeks. “I thought it was only right andproper to do that and … “ She giggled. “ … he didn’t seem to mind! In fact, he wantedto escort bartın know all the details. He even said he wished he could watch us some time!”“Ooooh, shit!” Thaddeus groaned, and sucked a big titty into his mouth once again.He rolled his eyes toward the kitchen door as his lips and tongue pulled at Mac’snipple.Again he let the goody pop free. “Your little girl might come in.”“No. I sent her to the store for ice cream. She won’t be back for ten minutes.”“That doesn’t … give us much time!” Thaddeus said between sucks.“Well, listen … if you promise we can do it later, when Len’s here … “ the womansaid, a hoarseness creeping into her voice, “I’ll let you go now. Stay and have dinnerwith us. I’ll put Cindy to bed early.”Thad looked up at her flushed, excited face. “Mae, you surprise me!”“Well, you said it was all right for us to do it. You said it was the Lord’s will for me tohave that experience and it would make my marriage stronger. And it has! Sex hasbeen so good with Len and me lately that he asked me how come I changed, and Ihad to tell him, being an honest, God-fearing woman. You know I never lie.”“Yes, Mae, but … ““Len said he sure wished he could watch, and I want him to!”“Are you sure he meant it?”“Yes! Oooh, you should have seen his cock quiver when we talked about it.” Shegiggled. “Just like yours is quivering now.”“Well, put your tits away, and it will stop.”“You know,” she remarked, tucking in first one titty, then the other, “that kind of talkused to make me ashamed, whenever I heard it. But it don’t any more. Why, shoot, Ieven say things like fuck and titties and cock myself-and I know it’s not wrong,because you said the Lord loves honesty. Right?” She zipped up her dress.“That’s right, Mae.”“And you ought to see how Len acts when I talk to him that way in bed.” She smiledhappily. “It really turns him on!”She exuberantly jumped up, and the large, shapely mounds in her dress-frontquivered. “Like me without a bra?” she asked, noting the direction of Thad’s gaze.“I’ve quit wearing ‘em.”“Looks like you’re liberated,” he said with some misgivings.He was half-afraid that, after he left, she might go all the way and start peddling hercunt around town. That wouldn’t be good for the church.“Well, the Lord wants us to be liberated, don’t He?” Mae earnestly asked. “That’swhat you always told me.”“It’s true. But He wants us to do His work, also. You and Len are going to have aspecial chance to do that. We’ll discuss it later. Don’t you think you’d better check ondinner?”“Oh.” She turned to the stove. “I guess I had.”Thad got up, his penis having relaxed. He wasn’t sure he was going to enjoy whatMae had in mind for the evening. And, despite what she had said, he wasn’t sureLen would like it, either.Watching another man fuck his wife?That was strong stuff.Thad thought of an alternative. What if he just sort of worked Mae up, got hercorpuscles perking and her cunt all wet, then turned her over to her husband? Thatmight be the best way to handle the situation. There were a half dozen places whereThad could go in town to get his own gun off, without risking the future of thecongregation by involving the minister-to-be and his wife in a game of menage atrois.Still, the prospect tickled Thad in a lascivious way, and he reserved a decision untilafter Len came home. He would verbally feel Len out, he decided, before committinghimself.The assistant pastor was of medium height, chunky, and wore glasses. He had aready smile and a friendly manner. He grinned warmly when he saw Thaddeussitting in the kitchen, watching Mae cook.“Well, hello, Thad!” he said. “It’s good to see you. Will you stay and have dinner withus?”“I already invited him, darling,” Mae said as Len came up behind her and gave her akiss on the neck.“And I accepted with thanks,” Thad put in. “Mae’s the best cook in town.”“Well, maybe not tonight,” she said, and glanced at the pastor. “I seem to haveneglected the dinner a bit.”Thad averted his eyes and changed the subject, explaining to Len and his wife thathe was getting ready to leave town. Len was impressed by the pastor’s offer to turnover the congregation to him, and he accepted with enthusiasm.The discussion continued over dinner, with Mae saying little. Mostly she waswatching Thad. He noticed that she squirmed from time to time on her chair, as if herass were hot.Little Cindy was bored by the dinner table conversation and seemed willing to go tobed early, though it wasn’t yet dark. She kissed her daddy and mommy in turn, saidgood night to the pastor, and trotted upstairs.“Beautiful c***d,” Thaddeus said. “You have a fine family, Len.”“Yes, I know that!” he replied, and glanced fondly at his wife.She blushed a bit and looked down.It was beginning to look to Thad as if there would be nothing doing. That was just aswell, he judged, though there was a pang of disappointment.“Dear … “ Mae said as she walked toward the living room, her husband’s arm aroundher, “I discussed with Thad that matter we talked about before.”Thad tensed.Len didn’t withdraw his arm from his wife’s waist. “Wh-what matter was that?”“You know. We talked about it in bed.”At that point, he drew his arm back and turned uncertainly to glance at Thad, withoutseeming angry.Thad gave him a half-apologetic smile and shrugged, as if to say, It wasn’t my doing.Len, however, was interested. “Do you want to?” he asked.“Well … “ Thad cleared his throat and glanced at Len’s blonde wife.“Let’s!” she said firmly.Thad had to congratulate himself on drawing Mae out of the psychological shell inwhich she had lived before he got to know her.“Is it all right?” Len asked the parson earnestly. “I mean, in the eyes of God?”Thad felt like squirming. But he didn’t. Lust was in the saddle by that time. “Yes, it’sall right,” he declared, “so long as each of us maintains the proper attitude towardwhat is happening. The Lord wants us to broaden and fulfill ourselves in all ways.This will be an experience-a quest for understanding. Adultery is committed in theheart and not with the body-the Bible makes that clear-therefore as long as ourhearts are pure … ”“Oooooh, Thad!” Mae exclaimed, and rushed to him, pressing her warm softnessagainst his tall, lean form.He grasped her by the arms and shoved her backward. “Mae!” he cautioned,glancing quickly at her husband. “You must be entirely detached in a spiritual sense,as I will be and as Len must be, also. That is the only basis on which we cancontinue.”“Yes … yes … I understand!” the woman said anxiously.“And you, Len?” Thad asked.“Yeah.” He had tensed up, and he nervously nodded his head.“Then we may proceed,” Thad declared, inwardly gloating. He took a chair. “Len, Isuggest you sit down, also.”The assistant parson took a chair across from Thad, while Mae remained standingbetween them.“Take off your clothes,” Thad told her. “Very slowly. Walk around while you do it.Show yourself off.”“Ooooh, my goodness!” she exclaimed, blushing, and she pressed her hands againsther cheeks. “I didn’t think you would want me to do thaaaat!”“You would like to do it, wouldn’t you?” Thad asked her.She looked from him to her husband. “Well, I don’t know … “ she said. But her blueeyes sparkled. She looked as giddy as a schoolgirl.“Of course you would,” Thad said reassuringly. “All women have a secret urge toshow off. You must have thought about it. Well, now is the time to let that urge out.”He shut his eyes. “The Lord is speaking! Can’t you hear Him? STRIP, MAE!”It was preposterous, of course. But Thad had learned long ago that human naturerequired only the flimsiest of sanctions to do what it wished to do anyway, and hisposition permitted him to convey those sanctions.Len stared through his horned-rim glasses, obviously excited. Mae was all fluttery asshe smiled through her blush. She shut her eyes and began to turn, sensuouslyweaving her voluptuous body, which was more suited to a stripper than to a smalltownreligious zealot.Thad watched with satisfaction as she unzipped bartın escort bayan the front of her housedress.Her breasts bobbled out, big and creamy, her pink nipples perkily erect.“Your wife has great tits, Len,” Thad said, being deliberately crude. The situationseemed to call for it, and it gave him pleasure.It obviously pleased Len, also, as he chortled, “She sure has, hasn’t she? I’m gladI’m not the only one who appreciates them.”“On the contrary,” Thad said. “They made my eyes pop as soon as I saw her, and Isaid to myself, Man, you’re going to have to suck those titties!”“Have you sucked Mae’s titties, Thad?” her husband asked eagerly as both menwatched her twist and turn, her eyes still shut and her cheeks rosily glowing. Shewas pushing her housedress down off her widely rounded hips.“I certainly have!” Thad replied, squirming on his chair, because he was alreadygetting a hard-on. “I’ve sawed my prick right up and down between ‘em, too! Maereally likes to get her tits fucked!”“Sheee-it!” Len exclaimed, and laughed excitedly. “Is that right, Mae? Tell me, baby!Tell both of us!”“Ooooh, yessss!” she said in a richly sensuous voice as her dress dropped to thefloor, leaving her in pink underpants. She brought her hands up underneath herbreasts and grasped the full, squidgy mounds. “I just love to feel a long, bone-hardcock stroking up and down between my titties! And to see it, also-surging righttoward my face-while the man is sitting on me!”“Damn!” Len croaked, squirming in his chair and grinning. “Oooh, hell! Keep goin’,baby! This is great!”Mae squeezed her plump breasts, rubbing them together, and her nipples bulged sofar forward that they looked as if they were about to jet from their circular pinklaunching pads. Thad visually stroked her rounded tummy, which was covered byher full-sized briefs. Her navel peeped hazily through the filmy, peach-colored nylon,just beneath the waist elastic of her panties. Lower, where the silken fabric clung tothe secondary curve of her mons, a faint shadow of blonde cunt-fluff could be seen.Her thighs were full but smooth, the color of rich cream.She turned, and Thad ogled her ass. He liked women’s asses in panties, especiallyasses like Mae’s, which were well-rounded and firmly aquiver.“Ooooh, I feel so looooose!” she said, and shook her tits at her husband. Herbuttocks wobbled in the flimsy pants that didn’t quite contain all their bulgyroundness.“You are not loose!” Thad spoke up. “And you are not wicked! You merely areexpressing your natural sensuousness, sharing it with both Len and me.”“Yessss!” she steamed. “I want to give myself to both of you!”She faced Thad once again, and her eyes were open, smoldering. Her moist lipswere parted. Gazing full at the parson, she curled her thumbs around the elasticband at the top of her panties and slowly stripped the pink nylon down, gathering it inher hands. Her pale tummy peeped out, crowned by a cute belly button. She loweredher panties further, showing the top of her asscrack to her husband and the curlyupper edge of her cuntal fluff to Thad.“Which part of her would you rather look at, Len?” he asked. “Her beautiful backsideor her blonde cunt?”“Oh, I like everything she’s got, Thad!” her husband said exultantly, obviously gettingkeen perverse pleasure out of discussing his near-naked wife with the other man.Mae seemed to enjoy it, also, as she writhed, stripping her stretchy, inside-outpanties down her thighs.“Doesn’t she have the prettiest cunt you ever saw?” Len continued. “But she’s gottabe spread out on her back for you to really appreciate it, with those goldie curls alongthe edge of her slit and her pink lips all wet and open!”“Do you eat that sweet cunt of hers, Len?” the pastor asked.“Damn, I’ve sure wanted to! But I never had the nerve!”“Ooooo!” Mae squealed sensuously, and tossed her pink panties at Thad. Theystruck him in the face, and he grasped them to hold them there.“These smell delicious!” he said, his rich voice somewhat muffled by the nylon of herpanties. He sniffed audibly. “Yessss, their crotch is all perfumed by her cunt!”“Aaaaw, maaaan!” her husband croaked, and unzipped his trousers.Mae turned her wide, pleasure-filled eyes his way as he pulled out his rigid penis andbegan to stroke it.Thad could see right away why she had taken to his cock so eagerly when she hadfirst seen it. Len had a short one, only about five inches, which gave Thad a threeinchadvantage. He took pleasure in realizing that he had pushed far deeper intoMae’s man-loving cunt than her husband had ever gone.She turned to Thad. “Darling, take out your cock, please!” she panted.“Don’t call me ‘darling’,” he scolded as he rose. “Your husband is your darling. Youand I are only friends.”“All right!” she smoldered. “But please take out your prick! No!” she added by way ofafterthought. “Let me do it!”“Mae, I didn’t realize you knew those dirty words!” Len said, stroking himself as heremained in his chair.“They are not dirty,” Thad said, feeling he had to fulfill his role as counselor, even inthese circumstances. “They are an honest expression of feeling.”Mae knelt before him to pull down his pants and shorts.He had taught her to suck cock, but he guessed she had not gotten up the nerve todo it with her husband. For some reason, Thad didn’t want her to reveal thisdelightful perversion to her husband yet, and he pushed her back as soon as hislengthy prick whipped free. He kicked off his shoes, trousers and shorts, thenstripped his shirt off. Naked except for his socks, he took Mae’s panties and d****dthem over his rod as he walked around.She laughed merrily. Len stared, his mouth slack, and kept jacking off.“Spread out, baby!” Thad said to Mae. “Right on the floor!”“Yes, Thad! Oooh, yessss!”The buxom blonde flopped onto her back, careful to point her crotch at her husband,and she raised her fleshy legs into the air, crooking them at the knees and spreadingthem wide apart.“There it is!” Len husked, stroking his up-thrust prick faster. “Look at that wet, pinkbeauty with all the blonde curls around it! Have you ever seen a hotter-looking twathuh,Thad?”“Never!” Thad agreed, as he knelt before Mae’s female shrine.“Ooooh, yeah!” her husband rasped. “Eat the son of a bitch! Stick your tongue in it!Let me watch!”Thad was careful to approach Mae’s luscious cunt from the side, his cheek strokingone of her uplifted thighs, and he stuck his tongue out.“Aaaaah!” Len said hoarsely when the quivering tip of Thad’s tongue touched hiswife’s cuntal folds, and he had to let go of his pecker lest it shoot off. The rosyknobbederection twitched in midair.Thad licked sensuously up one side of Mae’s lippy sexual slit, then down the other.She cooed and bumped her hips.“You see, Len?” she panted. “See how … hot it … makes me?”“Ooooh wow, do I see!” he replied. “Keep lickin’ it, Thad! Get right in there!”Getting a special pleasure himself out of showing off with Mae in front of herhusband, Thad fluttered his tongue-tip against her prominent, erected clitty. Herbottom bounced on the floor. Her legs flexed wide apart in the air.Thad glided his tongue down her soft, tasty groove, licked the open, throbbing mouthof her vagina, then shoved his tongue into her hole.“Ooooh, sweet Jeeee-zusss!” the assistant pastor cried, and clutched his twitching,upthrust cock once again. But he had more sense than to stroke it, while he was sointensely aroused, because he didn’t want his fun to end prematurely.Thad fucked his thick, meaty tongue in and out of Mae’s spasming cunt-hole, and hecould feel her come. He grasped her bouncy breasts and squeezed them. He keptpumping his tongue in her cunt, rounding off her kicking, gasping orgasm. Then helifted his head.“Why don’t you try it, Len?” he suggested.“Ooooh, wowww!” the other man panted. “Should I?”“YESSSS, Len!” his wife cried. “Ooooh God, YESSS! You can make me come again,before Thad gets his cock in me! PLEEAASSE!”Thad stepped back, and Len scrambled from his chair. He awkwardly stripped hisclothes off, throwing them in all directions, then sprawled onto the rug between hiswife’s legs.Thad watched in sardonic amusement as he drove his rounded, pudgy face into theV of Mae’s thighs. The pastor lightly fingered his own long, uplifted rod …

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