Hot Bed Family by David Ingram

Author:David Ingram
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: erotica, incest, sex
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

After Dan and Joan came down from their love nest in the choir loft and Dan saw Linda and Tommy leaving together, he offered Joan a ride home.

“Thanks, Dan, but Rick is coming for me. He should be here any minute, and… Jesus, Jesus, you’ll have to excuse me, Dan. I have to piss something fierce.” She clutched at her crotch and made a wild dash for the potty in the church basement.

Her bladder was overflowing and the insides of her thighs were wet from the leakage, the hot fluid squeezing out with every step she took. She’d felt the urge even before Dan fucked her in the loft, and it was unbearable now.

Rushing into the toilet stall, Joan lifted her skirt. Her piss poured out.

“Oh, my God,” she giggled, remembering her panties were on the floor in the choir loft, and then sighed with relief as her bladder emptied. Her hand went between her wet legs and she sighed again.

What Joan didn’t know, was that her soiled panties weren’t on the floor in the choir loft; they were tucked snugly inside the breast pocket of the preacher’s coat.

After she had finished, she continued to straddle the bowl, her skirt held high, and she rubbed briskly at her distended clit. It was feeling good already. It would be her third spend, the most in such a short time since having the baby. She was near her climax when she sensed his presence in the doorway. She looked up and saw the good Reverend holding the booth door open, his eyes aglow with lust, his mouth open.

“Please, please, let me kiss it!” he cried, his voice little more than a strangled gasp.

“Why preacher man, what are you doing here?” Joan cried in mock surprise.

She spread her legs farther apart and lifted her skirt higher, her hand working at her excited cunt.

“Do you want to look at it?” she said, removing her hand.

“I want to suck it. Please, please…”

Joan held her skirt high with both hands. “Why, Reverend, you’re a naughty, naughty man,” she said.

Her cunt was covered with curly hair several shades darker than her blonde head, and it was wet, decidedly wet. She stepped away from the bowl, moved her feet wide apart, and arched herself out to him in invitation.

“Well, don’t just stand there like a dummy; suck it, if that’s what you want.”

The preacher dropped to his knees, grabbed her by the hips, and jammed his face into her curly bush. He sucked at the wet hair and ran his tongue back and forth in her gash. He moved his head down and kissed and licked the insides of her piss-wet thighs. He moved back up, and when his lips and tongue invaded the hairy thing between her legs, Joan gasped with pleasure and pushed down against his sucking mouth.

“Do you like it?” she purred, pushing hard against him. “The hair’s not all grown out yet, but it’s still nice and fuzzy for you to suck on. I have a lot of hair when it’s all grown out.

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