DJ enjoyed the feel of Ian\u2019s thick vein shaft plunging in and out of her. It had been awhile since she had felt anything like this. DJ felt like her body was on fire. Every nerve ending seemed to tingle. Dj didn\u2019t know whether she wanted to scream, moan, cuss, or thank the Lord for this dickin that she was getting. Ian could tell by the sounds that DJ loved this. Her pussy was so tight and so wet. Ian loved the sight of that round ass backing up on his dick. \u201cWhose pussy is this?\u201d the only reply heard was a moan. \u201cWhose pussy is this,\u201d Ian asked again as his hand connected wit DJ\u2019s ass. Again, a moan was the only response given. \u201cOh okay, Not talking I see. Maybe I should stop.\u201d \u201cMmmmmm noooooo, don\u2019t stop, \u201cDJ moaned as Ian withdrew from her. I\u2019m gonna give u 1 more chance to get this right\u201d as his hand re-connected wit her ass. \u201cWhose pussy is this,\u201d Ian asked as he plunged deeply into her. \u201cMmmm, it\u2019s yours, daddy. It\u2018s all yours,\u201d DJ half moaned, half screamed. Ian smiled. She knew he had her right where he wanted her. DJ began to play with her clit. She felt her climax beginning to build. All of a sudden, the phone rings. . <\/p>\n
DJ awoke to realize her phone was ringing. Still groggy from the bottle of wine, she answered. It was her mother calling to check on her since she left church so abruptly. DJ explained that she had a rough night the night before and apologized. She quickly hung up from her mother and continued to think. She had just slept with a married man, and not just any man, a preacher. The fucked up part of the whole situation is that DJ knew if Ian were to call her right now, she would be butt naked waiting for him to come tear that ass up all over again. DJ could easily deal with him being married, because she had been down that road a time or two. But a preacher? That was the hardest thing for her to deal with. Just then, her cell buzzed that she had a message. She checked and saw it was from Ian. \u201cHey sexy, I really enjoyed last night & I can\u2019t wait for Rd 2. L8r 2nite? Let me no.\u201d As much as she wanted to say \u201chells yeah\u201d a part of her wanted to say, \u201cStay home and fuck your wife, you lying bitch\u201d. DJ decided that she would take a long hot bubble bath. It had always helped to relax her when she needed to make an important decision.<\/p>\n
As DJ began to watch the tub fill with suds, she started lighting the scented candles that she placed around the room. Dj turned off her cell and turned the ringer off the other phones. She didn\u2019t want to be disturbed while she meditated and relaxed. Her mind was still a blur. How could someone so sexy, so \u201cblessed\u201d, and so skilled be who he is? It is truly understandable why he was married cuz there wasn\u2019t a woman in her right mind who wouldn\u2019t want to lock that good dick down. Then the text message came to mind, \u201cHey sexy, I really enjoyed last night & I can\u2019t wait for Rd 2. L8r 2nite? Let me no\u201d. So, after spending the day in service and with his family, he still wanted to come over and get a taste of her. DJ\u2019s clit began to throb at the prospect. Ian\u2019s head back between her thighs. The way his tongue would caress her clit ever so lightly, making her quiver all over. It felt like his tongue was as long as his dick, the way he caressed her insides with it. Ian had her climbing the bed and every time she would attempt to scoot away, he would increase the suction. It was like his mouth was a Hoover vacuum cleaner with a fresh bag. <\/p>\n
DJ imitating the voice of the guy on the MasterCard commercial, \u201cShoes $39.95, Dress $79.95, Matching bra and panty set, $99.95. Sex with Ian, Priceless.\u201d DJ laughed to herself. This was such a serious decision and she couldn\u2019t just trivialize. Ian was just any married man, his ass was damn preacher. One side of her wanted to say, \u201cUmmm, hell no\u201d but, the way he made her body feel was a definite \u201cHellll yesss \u201cDJ let some of the water out to the tub to refill it with more hot water. This soak was gonna take a while. Meanwhile, Ian and his family had been invited to have dinner with one of the church members. He wanted some more of what he had last night. <\/p>\n
That pussy was just so tight and so Juicy. It was as if it had been made to fit his dick perfectly. All day today, she was the only thought on his mind. Good thing he types in sermons and keeps a copy with him. If he would have had to wing it this morning, lawd knows what would have come out his mouth. Ian smiled and chuckled to himself at the though of him preaching bout thick thighs, luscious nipples, sweet juicy pussy. He was thinking about her so tough, that he could have sworn he saw her in the service this morning. And we can\u2019t forget how the way she wrapped her lips around his dick and tried to take all 10\u201d down her throat in one swell swoop. Ian\u2019s wife was never into giving head. She thought it was one of the nastiest sex acts ever invented, and it was only meant to be performed by whores and prostitutes. He hoped DJ would answer him soon; he had already been working on what he had to tell his wife to be able to sneak out. He knew it would have to be something, so that she wouldn\u2019t expect him home for a few hours. She was still kind of upset about not being able to reach him last night. He hopes she believed the story about \u201cno service in the area\u201d. \u201cWell, I\u2019ll come up with something\u201d Ian thought to himself just as the pulled in to the member\u2019s driveway.<\/p>\n
DJ\u2019s mom is having fifty-eleven fits trying to get a hold of her. When she talked to her last, she said that she was feeling better. Her mom forgot to ask her if she wanted to come by for Sunday dinner. That was the whole purpose for inviting DJ to come to church. It had been a while since her and her mother had hung out. Miss Selma just wanted to have a little taste of old times. She enjoyed when her DJ would get up on Sunday morning, go to church together, and then come home and enjoy a feast. Miss Selma had it looking like Thanksgiving up in there. There was turkey and dressing, macaroni and cheese, candied yams, collard greens, rolls, a 7-up pound cake, sweet potato and a cherry pie, and some ice cold Pepsis to finish it off. Miss Selma had left service a lil early herself to prepare for her company. \u201cWhere is this girl,\u201d Miss Selma asked herself. She knew that DJ would hate that she missed this dinner. Miss Selma just left her a message telling her that the food was here and hot and she needed to stop by and get some instead of eating that garbage she normally eats. Just as all the food got warmed up real good; Miss Selma saw a car pull in the driveway. Her company was here.<\/p>\n
DJ still hadn\u2019t made her decision, but her skin was getting all wrinkly so she decided to get out the tub. The first thing she noticed was her cell phone blinking that she had some missed calls and a new voice mail. DJ heard her mother talking bout her coming over for dinner and her stomach was growling a little. The rundown of the menu made her lick her lips. She decided \u201cwhat the hell, I shouldn\u2019t make this decision on an empty stomach\u201d. DJ prepared herself to attend her mom\u2019s for Sunday dinner. She would decide about Ian later.<\/p>\n\n\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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