This is no kiss, our mouths attack one another in a frenzy of lust and need. Her hands find my belt as she rips at my pants a shade of anger passing o...ver her face as she is having trouble the simple buckle keeping her from the object of her desire. Finally freeing my cock from the confines of its prison Kathleen quickly engulfs me inside her mouth. This is no lazy blow job this is pure hunger. Her mouth works in tandem with her hand keeping a pace that has my eyes permanently glued to the back. If he turned evil form all this they needed to be ready, but first they needed to find him and prepare.He almost drew back at the look of anger in the King's face before the King took on a new look of boredom as he answered, "The street urchin doesn't want to help those who took care of him, so be it. We don't need to waste our time on trash like him." said the King.Forcing a laugh Peter said "Well we might get better results in tracking him down if Aaron wasn't so tired from being married to. After some searching I parked my white NSX behind the church and as I placed it into park I noticed her. There was a blurred figure watching me from the window of the church, from the silhouette I could guess who it was. This was the preacher’s daughter, a tall brunette, large blue eyes, full lips, and long curvy legs. I could never decide which was her best feature her supple ass or the pronounced cheeks bones on her beautiful face.She met me at the entrance to the church we had met a few. And then something new happened. It was like an electric shock as I felt his tongue flicker up my butt hole. I gasped and took my mouth away from his cock and could not help asking, “Son, what are you doing?”“Don’t stop me Ma, you got such a tasty ass.” He buried his tongue in the butthole. He started circling his tongue in and out making me shudder and tremble all over.“Oh sweetie it is too much to bear what the hell are you doing?”“Don’t tell me you have never had your ass eaten Ma?”“No.