Paul Conroy - Sex Sated Minister

"Is… uhhhh… this the… uhhh… right way… " Davey gasped. "Am I doing… uuhhhhh… it… oooooooh… right?"

"Just perfect," she groaned. "Terrific, David. Don't be… uhhhh… afraid. You can't… ahhhhh… hurt me you sweet, wonderful… ohhhhhh… young fucker… you… ram it in very hard, hard, hard… " And she accentuated each hard by slamming her hips down on the solid body beneath hers, puffing and gasping.

"It's good… " he told her, breathing heavily, himself.

"Keep doing it… keep fucking it up into me… yes… yes… yes… "

"Love you, Betty… " the boy gasped, saying words she longed to hear.

He increased his strong fucking into her as his saliva got caught in his throat. His fingers all but tore into the soft flesh of her delicate ass as he sledge hammered his hips straight up into her down thrusting vagina. There was no doubt he would be popping his load at any moment now. She hoped he could somehow or other hold it back just a little longer, allowing her to reach her own culmination.

"Just think," she whispered. "We're really all part of one big happy family, now."

"Won't… uhhh… my father… get mad?" Davey wanted to know.

"Your father… " she gasped, "is one man in a hundred million. He knows my needs and he understands them, just as I… uhhhhh… know his… "

To think, at any moment now she would be taking his virgin wad into her cunt. How wonderful. She had never had a man or a boy's cherry before. Every man who had ever fucked her had been "experienced". Her own cherry had been taken by her uncle many years before. He had visited her while she had been in bed, recovering from a virus. Her parents had gone out for a short while, and before she knew it, his hand was up her twat, tickling her, making her all kinds of promises if she allowed him to stick his thing into her.

But now she was getting her own virgin blast. Soon it would erupt in the hot, slick confines of her gooey cunt. Yes, yes, his first come in a woman, and she was that woman. How thrilling!

"I… uhhh… feel it coming, Betty… " he gasped. "Can't control it any… uhhhh… more… "

"Don't hold it back," she encouraged, bouncing on his pelvis all the faster. "Let that hot load come streaming into me. I can't wait to feel the burning geyser of your hot come fill me up. Come, David, come!"

His nails scratched her asscheeks, they were digging so tightly into them. He rammed his pelvis up against hers with vibrant anxiety, aching to shoot his load into her teeming twat.

Then his body suddenly stiffened and he felt his breath constrict in his throat as his hard cock flexed itself, expanding and swelling way out of proportion to the way it had all the times he'd beat off. And then he released a river of heavy white semen, flooding her tight pussy channel.

Burning, oily cream thundered against the mouth of her uterus. The gush of flaming lava splashed against the shuddering walls of her aching cunt. Betty's body thrilled to the youthful blasts roaring through her, enjoying the knowledge hers was the first cunt he had filled.

"God!" he gasped, and then, "Uhhhhhhhhhhhh-hhhhhwwwwwwwwwowwwwwwwwwww!"

"Good?" she asked, still riding his spurting prick, praying it would remain stiff a little longer.

"Fantastic," he all but screamed, his hands still gripping her asscheeks as she continued her ride.

"Don't shrink, yet," she begged. "Please don't shrink, yet. Keep it up there… uhhhhhhhhhh… David. I need to come… I need to come," "I'll… uhhhh… try… " he gasped as she lay on him, pressing her swollen breasts into his youthful face.

She felt him pumping hard, stuffing his weakening phallus into her with stronger thrusts, impaling her inundated, burning hole on the wonder of his probing prick.

Betty reached down and felt for his balls. Her fingers found them and she began delicately squeezing them, feeling the way some of his come juice had slid down his shaft onto the sac. She rubbed the cream into his flesh as his solid cock continued slurping in and out of the tight hole between her sucking labia.

Christ! She had never been this hot before in her life. It was the youth of the boy that was turning her on, so. Not that she could feel less love for her husband, but she was feeling a new, growing love for the youth inside her, her husband's son.

She remembered that first time with her uncle. He must have known something about her she didn't know at the time, such as the fact she came from a long line of very, very hot women on her mother's side. When he had sat on the edge of her bed and pulled the covers back, she felt thrilled rather than ashamed. When he had wordlessly put his hand under her nightie, she had automatically opened her thighs to him. He had pushed the nightie back, then had lowered his face and had started licking her hairless cunt. She could have screamed, but she was aware there was no one else in the house. All the screaming in the world wouldn't have done a bit of good. Besides, she liked the feeling of her uncle's tongue on her cunt. It made her feel stimulated in ways she had never known before.

She had opened her thighs more widely as he changed his position, literally scooping her two asscheeks up in his large hands. Then he had feasted at her cunt the way a hog would eat at a trough, gobbling noisily, yet making her feel so good she barely heard any of his sounds.

He had know when she had come. Her body had spasmed madly, arching itself up, forcing her pubes against his face again and again as she spurted her lubricity into his face. His licking tongue somehow or other managed to gobble in all the wonderful juices she had splashed out of her.

And when she was finished coming, she lay there quietly while her uncle pulled out his throbbing, pulsating cock, and kneeled between her thighs to push it into her. He had been very large, and she had been such a small girl, his cock had really hurt her that first time. And when he'd shot his load into her, she felt it sear her insides. He pulled out of her without giving her any more pleasure, but she had understood from his actions that she could be made to enjoy it, too. And so she had searched over the years to find a man to bring her as much satisfaction from fucking as she had received from her uncle's mouth that one time.

Other men had brought her to climaxes, though none had really cared whether or not she came, as long as they came. And some of the orgasms were every bit as good as the one her uncle had given her with his mouth. But there had always been something missing, something she had seen in his eyes. It was something she had not been able to retrieve even with Ira Frank, though the things she did achieve with him more than made up for that one, missing thing.

But now, as she rode Davey's throbbing, emptying prick up and down, she knew what that thing was. Her uncle's eyes had fairly bulged with delight at shooting his load into her virgin cunt. And now she felt wonderful at having a virgin wad spurting into her pussy. It put a stronger edge on her own approaching climax. If only David could keep his erection a second or two longer.

The wonderful sensations were building inside her, flowering out from the middle of her vagina, spreading through her shaking, pillarly thighs, then right up into the very core of her being. Every stroke of David's shrinking cock still managed to somehow or other touch the roof of her vagina; the upper inside wall where all her nerve-endings lay. Her knees dug more tightly into his sides, writhing madly with every hard thrust, taking his shriveling cock as far up into her yearning chasm as it could go.

"Yessssss… " she hissed. "Yessssss… I'm coming, coming, I can feel it building, coming… oh Goddddddd… you wonderful boy, I can feel your wiggling cock inside, making me commmmmm… aaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrraaaaaggghhh!"