"Now!" he spluttered, turning even redder. "Take it now, you little whore! Lick my dick and…"
Amy gobbled down on his exploding cock with a wild, fast suck, capturing the spewing juices inside her cheeks. She took a deep breath and swallowed the molten fluid, then found it immediately replaced when another huge spasm sent more of the fiery liquid from his cum-hole.
"Ohhhhhh!" she gurgled, massaging and kneading his nuts, milking him of the rest of his climax. She felt the heat from his orgasm filter down her throat and into her guts, burning at the base of her spine. Seconds later, her own orgasm shot up and down her cunt tube, finally bursting around her puckered opening. She gave another throaty moan of pleasure, feeling his jism and her air mix to a froth.
"Suck me! God… Almighty… just like all of… yes!" the Reverend cried out, humping so wildly he almost knocked her backward. If he hadn't been holding the back of her head so tightly, he would have. "Oh… Jesus… lick me… all down!"
Amy took a final gulp, shivering as the massive glob of cream etched the back of her throat, then rolled to her belly. Finally, she pulled away, pursing her lips tightly, and she was rewarded with one last wad of jism that had remained inside his cum tube. She took the fluid and rolled it around on her tongue, then squeezed it between her teeth before lapping it down.
"You… you said something about letting me, uh… fuck you?" the Reverend Johnson said, almost embarrassed.
Amy grinned. For an old geezer he sure was ready to go! She rolled to her back and spread her legs, dropping her hands to her wet mound of cunt.
"You want it this way?" she asked softly, sticking her finger inside her oozing hole. She withdrew it, then plunged back in. "Hmmmm? Or would you rather have it doggy-style?"
"Doggy-style?" the man asked, his voice shaking. "I… I don't know what you mean."
"Like this," Amy said, rolling over and getting to her knees. She looked over her shoulder at him and grinned wickedly while she wiggled her ass. "Stick it in from behind, like a couple of dogs fucking. It's really good too. Goes all the way in." She looked at his rock-hard prick as it slapped his stomach with each heartbeat. "But you're so big, we don't have to worry about that, do we?"
"This way," the Reverend Johnson gasped, quickly kneeling behind her. He kicked her legs apart with his and thrust forward. "Just show me how, my child."
"Ohhhhhhh!" Amy cried out, feeling his prod stretch her opening wide. "You're doing… just fine! Now fuck me! Ram it all the way in and blow my pussy apart!"
"I… I don't believe this is happening!" the Reverend Johnson grunted, now feeling her cunt grip his dick like a greasy fist. "I… I didn't know they even made them this tight!"
He then leaned forward and kissed the back of her neck, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. As his fingertips brushed over the tops of her dangling tits, he jerked violently.
"Can I lick these big tits of yours?" he grunted, kissing to her armpits.
"You can lick and kiss me all over," Amy gasped, "if you just keep fucking me like this!"
The man pulled her right tit to the side and chomped down on the tiny, rubbery projection of her nipple. When it slid across the top of his tongue, he bared his teeth and bit into the flesh harder than he meant to.
"Oh… I'm sorry," he said, quickly lifting his head. "I… must have hurt you."
"Go ahead, you big bastard," Amy cried out, wrapping her arm around his neck and pulling him back against her tits. "Mmmmmmm, I want it to hurt. Hurt me all over!"
The Reverend Johnson thought for a moment his insides would actually explode. Not only had he never been this excited before, but his passion seemed limitless. He began humping and fucking like a young buck, feeling years melt from his body. In a few moments his ass was pumping so quickly it was a fleshy blur, his eager sucks filling the room with smacks.
"Take it, you little slut," he gurgled, feeling his seldom-used muscles flex and surge with new, life. "Fuck my big dick up your guts and suck out my cum!"
While he drilled in and out of her slicked-up pussy, Amy felt her orgasm begin to swell at the back of her cunt canal. She constricted her muscles around his plunging prod and squeezed him fully inside, now able to feel the jerking cockbase at the rim of her opening.
"Fuck me, you big preacher bastard!" she cried out, gritting her teeth. "Ram it to me and… and… aiieeeee!"
The Reverend Johnson could hardly believe that another human being could bounce around so. While Amy enjoyed one thundering climax after another, he had to hold on for dear life, just to keep her from rocking to the floor.
"Take it easy, my child," he whispered. "I haven't had a pussy like this in years – never, in fact I want to enjoy it as long as I…"
His words were suddenly interrupted by a wheezing burst of air from his lungs. For a moment the sensation was so overpowering, he thought be surely must be having a heart attack.
"Oh… my God!" he yelled, looking heavenward, embarrassed that he would meet his maker like this. Then, realizing it was the beginnings of a tremendous orgasm, he lowered his eyes to Amy's bouncing ass. "Take it, you little cocksucking whore! Goddamn you to hell! Take my… my… oh… my, my, my!"
"Unhhhhhh!" Amy cried out, feeling the first of his creamy cum shoot into the back of her pussy tube. "Poke it full you big bastard! Give me every drop!"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" the Reverend Johnson gasped, punching in the bulk of his thick, boiling load. Her pussy, if possible was now tighter, sucking on his prick just like her throat had. "Oh… sweet Jesus… yesss!"
Amy squirmed her ass around and sucked in the last of his climax with a final convulsion of her cunt muscles. She held the fluid inside her body for several seconds, then relaxed. As she did, she felt a warm, oozing sensation in her pussy.
"Oh… wow, you fucked me full," she gasped, looking under her body. Twin streams of silvery spunk were now crawling down the insides of her thighs. "Do… do you have any more to give me?"
"Quite frankly, my child," the man said, rolling to his side and gasping for air, "I'm afraid I don't. Fifty-seven years saved, has just been spent."
"Oh, that's too bad," Amy said, giving him a teasing smile. "I was kinda hoping you could fuck me again. Right in my asshole."
"Your… asshole?" the man said, his eyes bulging even more than when he first saw her. "You mean you…"
"I mean I'd love to have this big thing right up my shiner, fucking the living shit out of me," she interrupted. "But if you say you can t, then…"
"The Lord will provide, my dear," the Reverend Johnson said quickly, feeling new life surge in his balls.
CHAPTER TWELVE
When Brad, followed closely by a smiling Libby, walked into his sister's bedroom, he shook his head and laughed.
The Reverend Johnson was half-standing, half leaning against the wall, trying to get into his clothes, his cock swinging between his legs.
"I'm sorry," the older man said when he saw Brad. It didn't even seem to dawn on him that his own daughter was standing there also. "I tried. God knows I tried."
In silence they watched him squirm into the rest of his clothing and stumble from the room, a defeated man.
"You're terrible," Brad said to his sister, his face still showing a wide grin. "Just… terrible!"
"You don't know just how terrible I am," Amy said, looking from her brother to Libby. "But if you come over here, I'll show you."
"Well, Libby?" Brad asked, looking at his girlfriend.
"Huh?" Libby said finally. Her attention had first been on her father, and was now on Brad's little sister. She was lying on the bed, her legs stretched wide, her pussy glistening with a thick load of cum – her father's cum! "Oh… yes," she gasped, feeling her heart begin to pound in her throat. "I'm… ready for anything!"