Amy held the Reverend Johnson's cock with both hands and darted the tip of her tongue up and down the smooth, rubbery surface. She looked into the patch of salt-and-pepper hair, wondering if a man his age would have much cum to suck.
"Oh… it's been years since anyone did that," the man wheezed, placing his hands on her shoulders. "Keep doing it, little girl. Suck my dick up and down… just like that."
Amy almost laughed. He certainly hadn't said that when he'd first seen her, today! She had answered the door, dripping wet from the shower, after having one last fucking session with Keith and Sherri, and there he stood looking like judgement personified. With his white shock of hair surrounding his pink face, and the black suit, he even looked a little like Moses, ready to break the Ten Commandments over her head. And to be honest, she hadn't meant for the towel to drop on purpose. It just had.
"Whore of Babylon!" he had shouted, reaching for the towel to cover her nakedness. He had stood up and hit the underside of her jutting tits with the top of his head. Maybe that was what had done it, for after that, he turned almost purple and reeled, catching the door for support. "I have come to… to…"
Whatever he had come to do, she never found out. Instead, he had closed the door quickly and fallen into a chair, his eyes locked on her tits, his mouth working as if his lips were licking around the tiny pink nipples.
"Yes?" Amy said softly, stretching, watching his eyes rise with the movement of her tits. "If you came to see Brad, he isn't here. I don't know where he is."
"I… I just came from Brad," the man said, as if reciting the words by rote, "and now I'm here to see you."
"What do you want?" she had asked, taking a step closer.
The Reverend Johnson had spoken so much of sin, of evil, he thought he knew it well. But, in fact, he had never really been presented with anything but goodness all his life. From the chaste marriage to Mrs. Johnson – who was more interested in mending clothes for the Dorcas Society, gathering canned goods for Thanksgiving baskets, than in earthly matters – to his weekly spot in the pulpit, he had never even seen temptation until now. And it hit him like a kidney punch.
"Oh… my Lord!" he had gasped, now eyeing the delicate patch of blonde cunt hair just inches front his face. He licked his lips and swallowed hard, wondering how great a sin it would be to stick his tongue into that tiny, puckered hole. What did Matthew say about it? Nothing, thank God. "Oh… my Sweet Lord," he added, feeling his heart about to pound out of his fifty-seven-year-old chest.
At first Amy honestly thought he was having an attack of some kind. His eyes were bulging dangerously, and the vein at the side of his neck looked like an angry snake. It was when she reached out and touched him that she knew what was really going on.
Immediately, he grabbed her, wrapping his arms around her waist. At the same time, he dug his face savagely into her middle, stabbing the tip of his tongue into the swollen hole.
"Reverend Johnson!" she gasped. "Wha-what are you doing?"
"Licking this sweet little pussy of yours," the man said, digging his fingers into the soft flesh of her ass, crushing her harder against his face. "Oh… yes, your sweet young pussy!"
When Amy got over the initial shock of what was happening, she relaxed a little. The man was now going at her cunt like a starving animal, so fiercely she actually thought he would chew it off!
His mouth was not the only thing that was eager, for she could see his crotch swell, then throb. She leaned forward and released his pulsating cock, then jacked it slowly, pulling the rubbery foreskin over the enlarged bulb.
When the preacher felt her hand on his prick, he came partially back to reality. He jerked away from her cunt as if he'd been bitten by a snake and looked into her eyes with a terrified expression.
"I'm sorry!" he gasped. "Oh… my God, what have I done?"
"Made me pretty horny," Amy had answered, kneeling between his legs. "Horny enough to suck this big cock of yours."
And that's where she was now, her face buried in his crotch, her lips running up and down his shaft, her hands on his nuts.
"Suck me," the man winced, leaning back in the chair and spreading his legs a little wider. "Oh… Jesus… suck me good and hard!"
"Mmmmmmm, I will," Amy whispered, taking the end of his prick between her lips. She gulped fully down to the gray hairs, stabbing her nose against his stomach. "Mmmmm-hmmmm!" she gasped, lapping back up.
"No… no wonder your brother and you…" the Reverend murmured, not finishing his statement.
He closed his eyes and wondered exactly when it had been since he'd felt anything like this. Never, he suddenly realized. Sex with Mrs. Johnson had been over and done with as quickly as possible, and she wouldn't have dreamed of doing what this girl was doing.
"You like this?" Amy whispered, looking upward at his tortured face. "You like having your big dick licked and sucked?"
"Yes," the man said weakly, opening his eyes and looking at her hungry expression. "I… I don't think I've ever liked anything more!"
"Then maybe when you fuck me you'll change your mind," Amy teased. "Because I love fucking even better than sucking."
The Reverend Johnson's mind almost exploded. Having her eat on his dick was one thing, but fucking her? The mere idea of tearing into a little piece of ass like that was enough to cause his nuts to throb with bursting sensations. He jerked upward suddenly, his prod growing so hard it was painful.
"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.