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could feel him grow more turgid in my mouth, and the heat from his dick nearly set my mouth on fire. Knowing he was about to come in my mouth made my pussy clench. I groaned louder, which made him groan louder.
    Every time he buried himself in my mouth, I swallowed, which I knew drove him crazy. I couldn’t wait to taste his salty seed on my tongue, feel it shoot down my throat. Every thrust brought me closer to my own orgasm.
    With a muffled cry, he thrust one last time, cramming his cock so deep into my mouth that I swear it touched my stomach! He was pulling my hair so hard it hurt, but in a good way, as he filled my mouth with hot spurts of his ‘blessing’.
    He kept pumping as he came and I could feel every jet shoot down my throat as his dick pulsed between my lips. The sensation — and my desperately working fingers — sent me over the edge. I sucked harder and moaned louder as my body clenched and spasmed, which made him thrust even deeper. Finally, the throbbing in my pussy and my mouth eased, and he slowed to a stop, with his softening dick still firmly planted between my sweet lips.
    I sucked and licked him clean, lapping up every drop of him. I didn’t want any of that precious liquid going to waste!
    “Ooh, Stacey, you’re such a good girl,” he cooed as I gobbled up every bit of his offering and licked my lips, hungry for more. I just couldn’t get enough of him. I craved his cum, whether in my mouth, my ass or my tight pussy.
    In fact, I liked it there the best. The thought of it doing what it was supposed to do turned me on more than anything. But Pastor Randy had ordered me to get on some kind of birth control almost from the very beginning of our ‘lessons’. I chose a diaphragm, which I faithfully put in every time I knew we’d be getting carnal. Other times, such as this one, we contented ourselves with…other lessons.
    “Thank you, Pastor Randy,” I replied. “Is there anything else I can do for you?”
    He was silent for a moment. “Now that you mention it…”
    I was hoping for another blessing because my pussy was on fire and needed quenching. My anticipation was heightened by the knowledge I hadn’t put in my diaphragm.
    “I’d like for you to join my pre-marriage counseling session for the next two nights.”
    What?! “Um, okay?”
    “I have a very special lesson I’d like to teach each group, and I think you’ll be the perfect assistant.”
    I was secretly pleased that he thought I was the perfect anything. I loved doing things to please him. “Anything for you, Pastor Randy.”
    He smiled benevolently at me and stroked my hair into less of a mess. “That’s my girl. Now get your sweet ass back out there with your mother before she starts to suspect.”

9
    P astor Randy’s pre-marriage counseling group had two stages. Guys and girls together, then guys and girls separately. The group had just split and tonight was ladies’ night.
    I wasn’t entirely sure what he had in mind for me, so I wasn’t sure how to dress. But since I’d be sitting in a room full of mostly young women, I picked out a cute little pink sundress with a soft cream cardigan to go over it. Just a whiff of sexy for Pastor Randy’s benefit.
    My mom dropped me off, letting me know she’d be outside waiting when class ended at nine. “See if you can scoot out a few minutes early,” she’d instructed before we left the house. “I don’t want to miss my show.”
    I arrived at the same time as a few of the gals. They were all twittering together about wedding plans as they walked in a group, ignoring me completely.
    I have to admit, I was a little jealous of them. Here they were, in the final preparations of marrying their true loves. And I was just a plaything. A toy. Dammit, I wanted more!
    That foul mood followed me into the church’s meeting room while everyone found their seats. I tried to catch Pastor Randy’s attention, but he was busy pulling a table into the middle of the circle of