“Um hum” she hummed, sucking on it.“That was perfect Casey.” I sighed, watching her nurse her finger.She dropped her hand and said, “How do ...I make it squirt?”She was definitely what I was looking for. “Just suck the head and pump.” I explained, lusting at her eagerness.Telling her twice wasn’t necessary. She grabbed my shaft and fed herself the head. She sucked it like a straw and milked me. “Ohm” she moaned, tasting the fruit of her labor.Not tasting any more, she returned to pumping me. I. Then I came to my senses.The service was comforting in its predictability. Song, opening prayer, three songs, communion service, song, sermon, and final song. I didn’t need to use a hymnal; the songs were all ones that I had memorized as a child. The arrangements were all four-part harmony, and I knew the tenor and bass lines. I had been singing with Paula and the girls, so my voice was in fine fettle. I threw back my head and opened up my throat, enjoying myself.Perhaps I enjoyed myself too. When Anna could take no more, she pushed his head away from her breast. ‘Granny Terrapin says you have to kiss me here,’ she said, pointing toward her panties with her chin. ‘And do it until I tell you to stop.’ ‘Bless Granny Terrapin,’ Bill said, kneeling between her spread legs. He carefully untied the cord holding her drawers up and slid them over her hips. There was a bit of awkwardness in getting them off, but they managed it, and he buried his face between her thighs. Anna felt faint,. I get off on the power. Forcing a little fag like you on my dick, making you my whore, its such a rush. You sicken me, you little fruit, oh fuck yeah. " Five inches slip in quickly, my clenched ass cheeks rubbing against his huge veiny cock while it slides in, inch by inch, into my ass hole. Flailing my arms, trying to grab something to defend my self, I accidentally pull down the curtains. He's all the way inside me now. Someone outside will see this and stop it, they have to. "I forgot to.