Jane Fox - The preacher_s naughty flock

Judith giggled and continued to suck. She felt Joe's hard balls jerk lewdly as he tried to exercise some self-control but Judith knew all the tricks to give her what she wanted. She was dying for a hot tummyful of cockcream and she wasn't going to be satisfied until she got it. Joe was doing his best to hold back and make the delightful sucking last as long as he possibly could, but he was no match for Judith's burning throat.

"Awwwww!" Joe yelled, plunging his fingers into her blazing pussy. He held his fingers together like a huge cock and fucked her faster and faster until he thought his arm was going to fall off. The way her pussy channel was rippling around his stiff fingers made him wish that he could get his cock under control and fuck her blazing pussy with his prick, but her throat was giving him such delightful pleasure that he didn't want to stop. He was like a kid torn between two favorite toys. He wished to high heaven that he had two cocks so he could fuck her in both places at once.

Joe made a half-hearted attempt to draw his jerking cock out of her mouth so he could fuck her squirming pussy but her lips clamped compellingly around his thick shaft. He couldn't withdraw now when it felt so wonderful. He could always fuck her pussy the next time. And the way her throat was rippling and squeezing there would be lots of next times. Judith was the hottest fuck Joe had ever had.

"Awwwwww!" Joe moaned again, his cock jerking harder and harder. It felt as big as a tree stump and twice as hard. He rammed it into her blazing throat and his balls turned into aching orbs of fire. There was no way he could hold back. His balls were squirming like crazy and he couldn't stop now.

"Mmmmmmpf!" Judith yelled. Her pussy was a raging inferno and she ground it against his thrusting fingers, feeling the thrills multiply and turn into waves of sheer ecstasy. It felt like her pussy channel was being probed by a bolt of lightning every time he slammed his fingers into her tight, burning cunt and she screamed again and again in muffled rapture. It was happening at last. The shudders were peaking into a breaker of unbelievable joy and her blazing pussy started to spasm in delight as she fell into the blinding flash of orgasm.

Joe couldn't help but feel the new, intense way that Judith's pussy was shaking. It seemed like the whole church was rocking on its foundation as the shudders of orgasm tore through her flooding pussy channel. The thick, sweet cuntjuice splattered out against his fingers and ran down his wrist in hot rivers of fire.

As Judith's tight pussy tunnel sucked wildly around his fingers, Joe gave in to his blazing balls at last. He jammed his cock all the way down her throat and closed his eyes in rapture as his balls started to pump.

"Suck it out!" he shouted, his face twisted in a lusty grin. "Eat it, baby… swallow my cum!"

Judith's lips sucked greedily. Her throat squeezed and milked the jerking shaft of his prick. She swallowed convulsively and her cheeks puffed in and out as she sucked as hard as she could. Her tongue beat a tattoo against the underside of his prick and the searing, blasting sperm came hurtling out.

"Aaaaahhhhh!" Joe hollered, his voice echoing through the empty cavernous church.

"Aaaahhhh, gaaawwwwwd!"

As the first blazing jet of sperm splattered against the back of Judith's throat, she started to swallow. Her throat worked wildly, trying to consume every drop of his tasty burning cream. She felt it glide down her throat and trace a searing path to her tummy where it filled her body with a heated satisfaction. She gurgled and moaned as his prick jetted faster and faster and the cum ran out of her lips and down her quivering chin. He was coming so hard that her eyes began to burn with the effort of swallowing so rapidly.

"Mmmmmffff!" Judith gasped. She opened her throat and gargled on the tasty hot cream, sputtering and laughing with the sheer joy of tasting his hot male juices. She felt stuffed and happy and fulfilled at last and nothing mattered except sucking every drop of sperm out of his cock.

Joe came so hard he was breathless. His heart was pounding wildly in his chest and he felt dizzy from the constant jerking of his prick. For a time Joe wondered if it was possible to come too hard. He felt like the bursting spurts would never stop.

"Aaaaah!" Joe sighed at last, as his nearly emptied cock began to slow. Now there was only an occasional blast or two and then a feeble trickle, until finally his cock was drained by her squeezing, sucking lips.

"Mmmmmmm," Judith moaned softly. She sucked for another long moment but his cock was empty. Her greedy little tummy was stuffed but she wanted to make sure that every drop was hers.

"Oooooh, yes," Judith groaned, lifting her face at last. She looked down fondly at Joe's exhausted cock and licked the tip of it with her tongue. "Delicious," she breathed, deciding that Joe's sperm had been exactly what she had needed. Her pussy was relaxed and satisfied with the wonderful fingerfucking he'd given it and her tummy was glowing from his tasty juices.

"God!" Joe gasped. "Baby… that was wonderful!"

"Mmmmmm," Judith nodded happily. "I hope it won't take you so long to call on the minister's wife next time."

"Whenever I can get away," Joe promised, ginning at her sleepy well-fed expression. "You're looking at a reformed Christian. I might just decide to go to church every day."

Judith giggled and licked the last traces of cream off her lips. "Not every day," she teased. "You can skip church on Sunday. I don't think the regular congregation would exactly approve of our own private services."

Joe stood up and started to stretch. Then his face paled as he heard the church door bang, "Quick… duck down!" he hissed. "I think someone's coming!"

Judith scooted under the choir bench and peered out fearfully. Now that her passions were satisfied, she knew that she'd taken an awful risk fucking right in the church.

Judith and Joe both listened for the sound of footsteps. It was still and quiet in the deserted church.

"Maybe it was just the wind," Judith whispered hopefully. She peered out past the rail of the choir loft and saw nothing but the empty stretch of pews.

"Guess you're right," Joe sighed, wiping the sweat off his forehead. "I think we'd better get dressed and split before someone comes."

"Yes," Judith agreed quickly, hurrying into her clothes. She dressed on the way down the stairs, picking up her blouse and skirt on the way.

"All clear!" Joe reported, checking the office and corridor. "There's no one around."

"Thank God for that!" Judith giggled, beginning to relax. "I think we'd better meet somewhere else after this."

Judith hurried across the lawn to the parsonage and sighed with relief when she saw that Luke's car wasn't in the driveway. Luck was on her side today. She felt excited and happy for the first time since they'd moved to Greenwood. Fucking with Joe was a perfect solution to her problem. She didn't even feel like drinking any more.

Judith was relaxing in the bathtub when she remembered her bra. She giggled and considered running back to the church to retrieve it. Then a wicked gleam appeared in her eyes and she laughed right out loud. She'd leave it there. Let the church janitor puzzle over the appearance of a bra in one of the pews. No one would ever know it was hers. She'd manage to control her laughter somehow when Luke told her about it. It could be her own private joke. Luke would never, in a million years, suspect that his own wife had fucked right in the church!

Gloria frowned as she looked at the clock. Joe had been at the church for forty minutes now and she wondered what was taking him so long. Maybe she ought to walk over and join him. If Reverend Luke was trying to convince Joe to attend church more often she could help. She'd love it if Joe would join her on Sunday mornings. Then he could hear for himself what an effort she was making with the choir. Perhaps Reverend Luke could even persuade Joe to sing in the choir. They certainly needed a couple of good baritones.