She wetit slightly before taking it to him and wiping the orange mess off hisface. "How did you ever get your food so far from your mouth?" shechided....Chad said nothing. He knew she was only teasing. Having to eat the wayhe did, there was no telling where some of the food might wind up. Withhis face and hands clean, she finally removed his bib and freed him fromthe chair. As he slid down, the pressure forced his one wet diaper upharder between his legs. He was forced to take notice of how. John didn’t bother turning around. His voice was well articulated and colored by irritation. ‘I told you I’m not going to stop, so you might as well…’ The sudden kick behind John’s left knee was a surprise to both of us. He fell heavily and his wrist flared with pain as he landed heavily on it. Before he could struggle, strong fingers grabbed his hair and slammed his head into something hard. Pain exploded like a supernova across my consciousness. I knew it wasn’t mine, but that didn’t lessen. I nibbled her nipples just enough to where she thought it should hurt but still felt sooo good. She let out a loud gasp and dropped to her knees to start sucking me off. She loved when I grabbed her hair and was dominant, making sure she was sucking my cock as much as I was fucking her face. Patti was a pro at sucking cock, she fucking meant it. I slid my hand between her legs, she literally dripping wet. I told her how fucking sexy that was. I told her how much I was going to thankful she. John called me and told me he was leaving and Pam was watching morning TV and doing laundry. He said she was alone, he said this weakly, his wife of all this years and mother of his daughter he basically relinquished to me to do as I pleased, like he had a choice (see previous stories).I then called the parsonage again and Pam answered, I could tell she was excited to hear my voice. Fucking slut! I liked that!!!Pam, "are you alone?" "Yes Master" she said. She knew the drill.I told her to.