She kept holding mine off, not letting me cum until she had enough of her own. I was half smothered under her and could hardly see but I was enjoying ...every minute of it. I loved the taste of her pussy. I could and would eat her pussy anytime she wanted it, even after I came in it. She really seemed to like me eating my cum out of her. That really drove her wild.Somehow that damn dog got the door open. Neither of us heard him come into the room. The next thing I knew was there was some extra. “Master, is he actually a minister?” I asked.“He is not a man of the gospel,” The Master replied, “Preach is nickname from down home.”Everyone has a nickname I thought, including me.“He preaches from the book of what I guess you would call Carnal Knowledge,” Master said with an odd look.“Master, what's your real name?” I asked.“It's William, Patty, they call you Patty don't they?” he said.“Yes, they always have,” I said.“You were quite nice as Patty,” he said, “I almost hated to mess with. From behind her ass was exquisite . . .not the narrow ass of the fashion models but, rather, softly turned and proportioned, one that was very erotic and made for the sex act. In the few seconds before she passed into the bathroom I indulged myself and looked at her. ..I lusted after her! I had an erection! My sleep was disturbed that night. My dreams were troubled and they involved doing things with Bambi Lynn that I was pledged never to do. Next morning I felt awkward and the warmth of our. I grabbed Samson off my nightstand, the heavy silicone cold in my hands,and delicately positioned him beneath me. I'm straight, I whispered tomyself. I'm doing this for the money. Gently, I pulled my panties to oneside as I lowered my lubricated ass onto the massive dildo.I gasped girlishly as the cockhead neatly slipped past my puckered,hairless sphincter. This wasn't even acting for the camera, as no matterhow many times I did it I could never get over the raw, vulnerablesensation of being.