"My sister is very religious," Martha said, "She idolises Pastor Taylour, it's best to humour her." Ok," I agreed, "I wouldn't want to make it awkward... for her," I sighed, "But you can't expect me to be a girl." Oh don't be silly," Martha said, "What ever must you think of us, no it's just for Pastor Taylour and Mrs Baxter from across the street." Ok," I agreed.May brought her make up box and set it on the table, "Just a touch of the medium red," she suggested, "Sit down."The lipstick felt most. ‘Yeah, that’s what he said.’ She paused. ‘But, maybe my pa is right. Maybe I shouldn’t be airing other people’s dirty laundry. Who are you anyway?’ I shook my head. ‘Nobody. Just a guy.’ ‘Are you with the paper?’ She perked up. ‘No, I’m not with the paper,’ I replied. ‘Just curious to know what’s going on.’ She propped her broom up in the corner of the shop and walked over to my seat at the bar. ‘You’re from the city, aren’t you? I can tell.’ She got up close to me. ‘Take me with you! Take me. God, she looks so gorgeous, he thought, especially with my cock sticking up her pussy! He saw her eyes glaze over with a strange, hot look as she worked his wide cockhead more firmly between her puffy cuntlips. She was holding his prick very tightly in the hot grip of her demanding cunt.Trish raised herself up and then, with no warning, she stiffened and jammed her small, tight cunt down hard on her son's cock. Stu jerked with shock and lust as he felt his prick plunging deeply again into her. WOW I thought, I have found a few little things, one being she likes being called names.Jan dropped to her knees and without instruction reached and took my cock in her hand. She immediately bent and slid her lips over the head and began sucking my cock as I sat leaning back sipping my coffee staring down at the top of her head bobbing up and down as she silently sucked me of.2 or 3 minutes went by as she continued her task, and finally I stopped her.Taking hold of her shoulders had her stand.