She left him wet with saliva as she drew her head back before attempting to clench her breasts around his cock. She’d never done this before, but sh...e could imagine what he wanted her to do. She looked up to his face as she ground her boobs against his dick, squeezing them together tightly around him. She alternated between grinding and moving her tits like she would her hands for a minute or so. ‘Get in the back and lie down.’ She stopped and looked at him confused for a moment, before doing as. They were three times as big as my own, looking so suckable. My eyes went lower to her dark bush hiding her pussy.“Oh, you're here,” moaned Mrs. North. “I can't believe you're a futa.”“Yeah,” I said as the reverend's wife pulled me to her. Her dark eyes were glassy.Her arms went around me. She was taller than me, her breasts pressing into my upper chest. She hugged me tight, rocking me. “You're going to change the world. Your mother is a miracle, you know that?”I swallowed, my futa-dick. She looked younger than her fourteen years and she knew how to play even younger than she looked. Then she looked at him lifting a cigarette to her mouth. The girl took a long deep drag from the smoke. Coughing and hacking as if she had never smoked before added to her youthful game. Her eyes locked on his. The girl turned to the side street pointing. She walked down that street stopping just past the building next to street moving to the curb. Her head turned back toward the street he was. I could see , now that the lady was almost wanting his leg to touch and rub against her pussy , as she too made slight adjustment in her seating position to remove the gap between her pussy and his knee. She simultaneously , gave a quick glance to see whether my friend was noticing her . But on seeing my friends eyes closed , she too now pretended to sleep with a lot of excitement on her face.We had crossed midway of our journey by now . We had reached Santacruz and to my friends luck the.