Jean Scott was an attractive young woman of twenty-five. She possessed the sort of figure which would be much envied by any Italian film star. A fashionable outsize bust of gigantic proportions, a tiny waist and a huge well-rounded bottom. By nature she was an insatiable sexual pervert with a penchant for young girls.
She smiled to herself as she passed the church to go into the vicarage. It was a mocking irrepressible smile.
The discreet black and gold notice board which held her attention at that moment proclaimed the fact that the Reverend Richard Scott, M.A., D.D. was minister of the parish of St. Mary.
His pretty wife Jean was smiling as she thought of all the things which were not stated about her husband in that dignified announcement.
She well knew that Rick had entered the ministry for one reason only-his passion for plump bottomed young boys. She also knew that it was herself who awaked him to the fact that the well-rounded and soft posteriors of young girls were also exceedingly attractive.
In fact his lustful activities in his last parish was becoming such a topic of common gossip that he had thought it wise to make a move to his present one, a small town in Worcestershire.
Jean had been the Girl Guide mistress in the first parish and Dick's main procurers of desirable little girls and sometimes even boys. In point of fact Jean and Dick found that they had so much in common regarding their tastes and lascivious temperaments that they decided to combine as man and wife.
In the last parish, where Jean had formed the local troop of Girl Guides, she found this institution and excellent medium for satisfying her lustful sexual desires. And it had all originated by her intimate friendship with a young servant girl named Rosie, a voluptuous young wench of eighteen with an insatiable sexual appetite for the unusual.
Jean had first discovered Rosie with a little girl of ten in a disused barn and Jean spied upon them. She saw the lascivious Rosie pull down the little girls knickers and furiously masturbate her and the sight thrilled Jean for it was one dear to her own heart. She adored teaching the subtle arts to young innocent girls.
As a consequence of this encounter Rosie and Jean soon discovered that they possessed mutual tastes and became fast and intimate friends.
They spent many thrilling nights in one another's beds and Jean was delighted to find that Rosie's skill with her tongue was equal to that of her nimble fingers on the delicate tissues of a responsive cunt. They also found that they both enjoyed an occasional stiff prick to suck 'off' or fuck up their willing behinds and it was Rosie who obligingly informed Jean of all the best cocks in town for this delightfully unusual purpose.
It was in this way that Jean first gained the acquaintance of the Rev., Richard Scott, M.A., D.D. and she found his ever-rigid penis to be the finest bum-prick she had ever known. But then, it must be admitted that this particular organ had experienced many years of practice on young bottoms!
Both Jena and Rosie urgently desired to procure all the young girls of the town for careful training to their intimate needs. And it was again Rosie who came out with the brilliant suggestion of forming a local troop of Girl Guides and this was immediately carried into effect with Jean as the mistress and Rosie as the senior patrol leader.
The training of the young girls covered a great deal more ground-or flesh-then was set out in the official Guide's Handbook.
Jean and Rosie instituted classes and awarded badges of proficiency in single and mutual masturbation and 'frenching'. They even organized the most thrilling and exciting competitions in these 'additional' subjects, with razor-keen enthusiasm from all the girls.
Jean made sure that there would be no unpleasant repercussions from any parents by secretly photographing all the girls in the most compromising situations with their fellow Guides. She kept these exciting prints for a dual purpose-as a secret hostage over the girl herself and as a stimulating vision during masturbation for Rosie and herself.
They held many and frequent camps where the little girls all slept together in twos and Jean and Rosie went around to all the tents instructing the youngsters in the best methods of sexually enjoying one another.
Any girl who was a particularly apt pupil and there were many, was awarded with the proficiency badge upon which was embroidered the secret code letters and sign.
Every Girl Guide camp which was organized by Jean and Rosie was a veritable sexual orgy for all the fair campers.
They all worshipped their handsome Guide mistress and their attractive Patrol Leader. And on their side Jean and Rosie were attracted to the young girls like a strong magnet. They couldn't get near one of them without thrusting a lustful hand up the short leg of the youngsters' brief blue knickers.
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Now as Jean walked into the vicarage and passed the black and gold notice board, she was feeling particularly pleased. She had just arranged for Rosie to live in the house as the sole general servant and cook.
Gaily swinging her big buttocks she moved swiftly across the hall and entered her husband's study without knocking.
Dick was seated at his desk. The fourteen-year-old boy standing close beside the vicar started sharply as Jean and entered the room and blushed a bright scarlet.
Jean was careful to wipe the smile off her face. She looked straight at the boy with an expression of mingled admiration and surprise as the youth stood before her with his naked penis in his hand.
"Why ... David," Jean exclaimed with reprove, "you have never shown me that lovely cock before. It's really a fine big prick and as stiff as a board I see!"
The embarrassed boy flushed even deeper at Jean's frank and somewhat lewd admiration of his erect organ but he was too overcome to reply. He looked at the vicar for a lead.
Dick looked up at his wife and explained: "I have just persuaded David to let me share the wonderful secret. It seems that he has discovered a way of rubbing it so that it spurts a magnificent fountain. In fact he was just about to show me how far he could make it squirt ... and ... it is really too bad of you to come in at this moment, my dear. And I must say it was really most immodest of you to look upon David's naked organ in full erection ... and ... and to even comment upon it in such an outspoken manner. Now, I expect you will see the error of your ways and desire David to punish you?"
Jean had half expected this and quickly responded to the suggestion.
"Yes, dear," she meekly replied, "it was very wicked of me to look upon it and say those things about such a fine young penis. He ought to punish me severely ... and at once!"
The boy looked a little perplexed. He hadn't the least idea of what was expected of him. He stood uncertainly with his stiff penis still fully exposed. He had been excited when showing it to the friendly vicar and was now secretly thrilled that his handsome wife had seen it too.
Jean locked the door then moved over to a cupboard in the corner of the study. From this she produced a bamboo cane which she handed to the puzzled boy.
Against one side of the room was a low divan and Jean went over to it and lay face-downwards upon it's yielding surface as she murmured:
"I am now prepared to accept the punishment that is due me."
Dick rose from the chair and guided David over to the divan. With a serious countenance the vicar stooped and deliberately lifted the hem of his wife's skirt to raise it to her waist. The boy stood by his side with his projecting young penis as stiff as the cane in his hand.
David looked down at the woman's naked thighs and the transparent black nylon briefs that gripped tightly across the massive mounds of her fleshy bottom. The site added to his mounting excitement.
Suddenly the vicar's voice brought him back to reality.
"Go ahead, David my boy," he said, "cane her firmly. Don't be soft with her. She knows she is a wicked woman. A terribly wicked woman."
David began to tremble. The vicar's word was law and caning this lovely woman would be exciting. Yet he was a mere boy and this was an adult woman and the vicar's own wife at that! Then Jean herself spoke with a voice full of tender appeal:
"Beat me, David! Beat me hard as you can. Please do it David!"
Immediately responsive to this delightful request the hesitant boy flicked the cane across the plump flesh of her prominent bottom. The delicious feel of the softly yielding flesh under this light blow had an electrifying effect upon the lad.
His eyes sparkled and his body became very tense. Almost at once he aimed the second blow at the beautifully rounded behind. This time quite sure and deliberate-and a great deal harder.
The cane whistled through the air and cracked down upon the woman's massive buttocks. It slashed half across the thin black nylon and the soft pulp of the naked flesh to indent both in a thin diagonal line. The big mounds quivered under the impact then contracted spasmodically for a second to relax with a shudder as Jean wriggled and uttered a squeak of pain.
This seemed to please the excited boy who promptly repeated the blow with his avid eyes glued upon the fat cheeks of the huge bottom. This time the sharp contraction and squeal which followed immediately after were even more determined.
"Go on! Go on, boy! That's the way. Hit harder ... MUCH harder. Make her scream for forgiveness!" urged Dick. His face flushed with excitement.
David glanced at the commanding man, then down upon the waiting woman again. Suddenly he erupted into violent action.
The cane slashed viciously down upon Jean's quivering behind to split the flimsy nylon of her inadequate briefs and expose the soft pink flesh.
Again and again the swishing cane fell at it was propelled with all the youthful energy the boy could muster.
He flicked it expertly as he brought it whistling down and thrilled to the feel of it biting through the torn briefs and into her yielding flesh.
David was tingling all over and his wildly excited cock was a hard rod as he struck savagely at the woman's big bum.
David's cheeks were scarlet with the exertion and frantic excitement. He held the cane with a strong grip and mercilessly beat at the soft mass of the quivering buttocks while the woman jerked her bottom up and down and violently contracted the big cheeks in the strange spasmodic manner with each stinging blow.
Her head turned on the pillow and she looked up at the boy. Her eyes were burning as hotly as his and her dribbling mouth was gaping open.
David couldn't stop. He worked his arm like a machine-up and down, up and down. The cane sometimes tearing across the naked flesh of her backside and at other times slashing into yielding flesh at the top of her massive thighs. The red weals providing them with an added beauty.
Dick watched the lad keenly. Suddenly he decided that he had made enough progress for one day. He checked the boy's raised arm and took the cane from him as he pushed the lad down on his knees beside the divan. Then he strode to the door with the cane in his hand and unlocked it. Then he went out of the room and noisily re-locked the door from the outside.
David was trembling violently now. He had been rudely interrupted in the middle of a great emotional crisis and entirely new experience. He now felt a terrible emptiness which had to be filled.
"Oh ... David, my dear!" murmured Jean from the cushion.
"Please ... please pull down my briefs. I'm ... I'm ... terribly hot and wet ...!"
The boy started at her words. Then it came to him that the woman fully understood how he felt.
With trembling hands he sought the elastic waistband of the tiny slashed garment and tugged downwards. Jean raised her tummy to assist the lad as he pulled the little knicks down her legs until she finally kicked them aside with her feet.
The she raised the massive nudity of her bottom almost in his astonished face as she glance back at him.
"I see you got your hand on your lovely stiff cock, David dear," she murmured.
Then she coaxingly continued: "Well, rub it while I show you how I 'touch-up' my big juicy cunt! Look closely at it, David dear. Isn't it a thrilling big slit, eh?"
David stared with rapturous delight at the vast area of her naked bottom so becoming so flushed with the punishment it had received from him. As he looked Jean slowly drew up her knees so that the full curves of her large behind was thrust well outwards and her big thighs well parted. This enabled the boy to see every fascinating detail.
He saw the deep cleavage between the huge cheeks and the crinkled beauty of her bum-hole and below it his searching eyes discovered a long fleshy crevice. The latter was dripping with moisture and gaping wide with layers of thickly wrinkled lips on each side which twitched and rhythmically expanded and contracted as David stared at them.
Jean's hand came back between her thighs, under her flat tummy and her practiced fingers probed the depths of the gigantic slit. Every now and then holding the massive lips apart so that the boy could see the glistening beauty of the interior.
The excited boy 'wanked' his rigid prick and gaped in utter fascination as the woman fingered the wonderful aperture in his full view.
"Isn't it lovely?" Jean exclaimed as she 'frigged' herself.
Then she went on: "See ... David? Look closely, my dear. This is how I rub myself ... see? I can rub this big slit right 'off' to a 'come' and make it squirt like you do to your prick! Now ... stick your stiff prick right in the slit with my fingers ... and you can feel how soft and juicy it is with your naked cock, my lad! Go on ... don't be scared ... stick it right up!"
In a feverish daze the boy climbed on to the divan to kneel behind Jeans' projecting bottom and between her parted thighs. He struggled to press his naked belly up against the fleshy pulp of her thrusting behind. And then he felt a great thrill as Jean's hand grasped his rigid penis and her eager fingers pulled it into the luscious interior of her well-lubricated cunt.
He was terribly agitated as he felt his sensitive knob enter her slit and slide deeper inside the juicy cavern of flesh. Her expert fingers gently coaxed his rigid tool high up inside, giving him the most wonderful sensation he had ever known.
The woman's cunt was so well-used and capacious that David's boyish prick would have been completely lost in it on its own-even her husband's penis was not big enough to fill it and always had to be augmented by her own fingers. But Jean was a wildly passionate frigger and she was always ready to add to any erotic pleasure with this manual indulgence.
In voluntarily David thrust his belly forward and gasped at the thrill as his prick slid voluptuously through Jean's slimy fingers in her warm vagina.
He smacked his belly up against her naked buttocks and though he had reached paradise.
But the saucy vicar's wife knew very much more about paradise!
She skillfully manipulated his stiff young prick with her fingers in her responsive cunt so that the super sensitive tissues and her fingers made close contact with the excited organ and worked upon it in perfect unison.
On her instructions David thrust his body to and fro a few times and set off a shattering explosion. His body rammed forward in a jerking spasm as he grunted and a thin jet of hot 'spunk' burst from the knob of his happy cock and shot up her cunt.
"THAT'S my boy! cried Jean, as she worked her fingers like mad in her twat. "Now ... FEEL MY 'LOT'... !" And a great flood of 'cream' oozed over the length of his prick and ran from her gaping cunt down over his balls.
The woman sighed with pleasure. Turning her body she rolled the boy off on to the divan and sat up to look down upon him.
She took his moist cock in her hand and fondled it then she suddenly bent down and sucked it clean in her expert mouth before resuming her upright position to exclaim:
"That was very good, David. Now, you must go home. But you must promise me that you play with your prick at every opportunity. Stand in front of the mirror and squirt your stuff all down the glass ... stand naked and watch yourself as you do it. That's the best way, my dear and believe me I know! And while your tossing yourself 'off' think of my naked bum and my big juicy cunt ... and picture my friggin fingers rubbing a creamy ;load; out of it! Don't forget ... the more you 'wank' this young prick, the bigger your balls will get, my lad, and the more 'spunk' you'll have to squirt out of it. Comer here next Saturday and we'll have another little 'session' together ... but in a much more exciting way. Now, off you go!"
David made his way to the door and turned to murmur an obedient 'yes' as Jean remarked sternly:
"And not a word about this to ANYONE, you understand, David?"
David, his mind in a whirl, opened the door and hurried out just as the vicar was coming in.
"Better put that dangerous weapon away, my lad. A witch might take a fancy to it, son!"
The vicar shut the door behind the departing boy and advanced towards his attractive wife on the divan. They both laughed together.
Jean was fingering her squelching cunt as she suddenly sat on her heels on the edge of the divan and significantly offered the rotundity of her naked bottom to her lascivious husband.
Dick dropped his trousers in a second and rammed his rigged penis up Jean's lovely bum in one bound.
"Nice ... boy ... David ..." he grunted as he wildly fucked to and fro, "I ... think ... we ... ought ... to ... initiate ... him ... with ... that ... new ... and ... pretty ... girl ... Pat ... as soon ... as you've ... got to 'work' ... on ... her, my dear!"
Jean frantically worked her responsive bottom on her husband's smoothly sliding prick as she rubbed at her sloppy twat.
"Gosh! That should be fun!" She gasped.
Then she continued again: "I'm seeing young Pat when you're out at choir practice tonight. She's a 'gift' that pretty little thing! OOOOHH! YOU BASTARD! You've 'shot off' much too soon! You KNOW I like you to hold it when you're up my arse!"
That evening the newcomer to the town, the young girl Pat, called upon the Vicar's wife to keep her appointment.
Pat was a lusciously attractive girl of thirteen and her dark wavy hair crowned a perfect figure which was very well developed for her age. Her beautifully rounded bottom was particularly prominent and had felt soft and delicious to Jean when she had fondled it during the children's sports a week previously.
Jean had noticed the newcomer at once for she was the type of sexy kid which invariably attracted the lascivious woman.
Jean's Manual interference was not haphazard. She had observed young Pat behind some bushes in the company of a young boy. Pat had slipped down her short blue knickers half way down her thick thighs in order to show off the full beauty of her sexual fruit to her admiring companion. The boy had his flies gaping wide to fully display the rigid length of his naked young prick as a just return for Pat's favour.
Jean watched as each carefully examined the organ of the other with tremendous interest and intimate caresses were exchanged.
The Vicar's wife was delighted to have the opportunity of spying upon the attractive new girl in such a compromising position. For she intended to make full use of it in the near future.
It was when Pat came from behind the concealing bushes that Jean felt over the young girl's delightful posterior and warned her that she had seen what had just taken place. She also told the girl to be at the vicarage at an appointed time for a private chat with her.
And it was now the appointed time for the interview to take place.
It was a very apprehensive Pat who followed Jean up the wide staircase of the old vicarage and into one of the spare bedrooms. Jean explained the choice of isolated room as for being for the sake of complete privacy, which did nothing to reassure the young girl.
As soon as they were inside Jean shut and locked the door then went over to sit on the edge of the bed.
"You fully understand, don't you Pat, that you have been a very naught girl? To show off your lovely fat 'minge' to the greedy eyes of that dirty little boy. Sex is a serious matter and should be treated as such and not just casually as you have apparently been doing."
Pat nodded her head humbly at the rather severe tone of the handsome Vicar's wife. The girl was a little overawed and nervous at being addressed by an adult upon the secret subject which was always in her lascivious thoughts.
Jean looked sternly at the hesitant figure of the young girl and continued: "It is my duty, Pat dear, to guide you into proper ways. So, first of all, I will have to punish you in private here for what you have done. If you agree to this I will not have to tell your parents about the dirty little scene behind the bushes at the school sports. And I'm sure you don't want THAT to happen, do you?"
Pat looked wildly frightened as she shook her dark hair and cried quickly: "Oh ... no, please Mrs. Scott! Please don't say about ... about ... it!"
Jean looked gratified that her little scheme was so successful.
"All right dear," she said, "come and lie face downwards across my knees here."
The expression of Jean's face was very serious and sober as she drew the young girl close to her and thrust her down over her lap.
Pat let herself go so that she lay face down across the handsome woman's massive thighs. Her head hung down towards the floor on one side and her shapely legs trailed down the other. The highest and central point was her glorious bottom. The plump rotundity of the big cheeks thrusting up like a mountain of flesh towards the woman whose avid eyes started greedily down upon it.
"You appreciate that I have to do this for your own good, my dear?" inquired Jean.
And the girl muttered meekly: "Yes, Mrs. Scott."
With this brief exchange the scene was set and Jean brought down the open palm of her right hand with moderate force upon the bottom of the young girl.
Pat wriggled a little and emitted a half-hearted 'ouch'. She wasn't really troubled for the blow was considerably softened by the thickness of her blue serge skirt and short knickers. Another slap and those which followed still didn't worry her too much although the constant repetition did begin to produce a burning tingling feeling on her bottom.
This gentle orthodox slapping was merely a rich hors d'oeuvre so far as Jean was concerned. This plump female bum was meat and rink to her and she reveled in the delicious feel of the yielding flesh under her open hand, knowing full well that even closer and more intimate contacts were to come later.
At exactly the right moment she quickly caught the hem of Pat's skirt and deftly whisked it upwards to the girl's waist. The Vicar's wife stared down upon the delights she had suddenly revealed and passed her tongue over her thick red lips.
The rounded columns of the girl's nude thighs were fully exposed from top to bottom for the tiny little tight blue knickers which covered the girl's bulging bottom were so brief that the short legs were tucked close into her soft crotch.
The sensitive lips of Jean's big twat itched and tickled with excitement as she stared down at the taut blue knicks and she rubbed her thighs together under the girl's prostrate form. The motion caused the plump girlish buttocks to quiver like a jelly under the thin blue material.
The vicar's wife put a trembling hand down upon the soft mounds and felt voluptuously over their surface.
Then her mood suddenly changed and she raised her ride arm to bring her open hand down upon the child's knicker-clad bottom in a stinging blow. The yielding flesh squashed outwards under her hand to make the fat cheeks bounce and shake deliciously.
Pat's young body jerked violently on the woman's lap and she uttered a sharp cry, for the sting slaps were getting nearer home.
Jean's strong hand was raised and swiftly lowered again and again with the same result upon the bouncing buttock of the girl.
Six or even twelve slaps would seem a normal punishment but Jean had soon reached thirty-six and showed no signs of tiring.
Pat felt a sharp and peculiar tingling sensation in her behind, but oddly enough felt no inclination for the slapping to cease.
In some extraordinary way the sharp manual stimulation of her sensitive bottom was communicating itself to her vulva and making it grow fat with excitement and pleasure.
And it was just at this point that Jean selected for another advance in the proceedings.
Skillfully and swiftly she seized the elastic waistband of Pat's knickers and tugged them down the girl's bare legs to throw them aside on the floor.
Pat was momentarily taken aback. But she was not greatly surprised for it seemed reasonable thing for a woman who was punishing a girl to do. And besides, Pat's over-heated posterior and her moist slit appreciated the relief of the cool air.
But this sudden relief was brief and very short-lived ... for the excited woman recommenced her slapping and this time with even greater fury.
The feel and sight of the girl's naked flesh seemed to drive her frantic and she hit at it with cracking blows.
Pat yelled out loud as smack followed smack and her buttocks bounced and quivered like a demented red jelly.
The steady relentless best ... beat ... beat of the woman's big hand was stinging like a whiplash on her naked skin.
With a strange rhythmic motion which accompanied every blow the girl convulsively squirmed her body up and down and sideways on the woman's lap.
Jean was quick to observe the peculiar movement of the girl's hips and fully understood its meaning.
Again and again the vicar's wife paused in her furious slapping and Pat thought it was all over. But each time she had a rude shock when it recommenced with even greater vigour.
During one of the pauses, Jean slipped a sort of knuckleduster in reverse on to her right hand. And with this she promptly resumed her slapping of the girl's nude bottom. It was a diabolical instrument into Pat's flesh with each smack.
Pat howled and struggled to break away. The pain increased and made her frantic with its rhythmic frequency and she jerked her bottom even more desperately.
Jean's lovely eyes sparkled with lust and her thick sensual lips parted in a hungry smile as she stared down at the naked form of the helpless girl on her lap. The lascivious woman was having a marvelous time and her huge vulva was twitching and pouring with juice. She adored thrashing young girls and the 'prickler' was her favourite weapon. Every time she hit the helpless young bottom she felt a fresh surge of joy.
And in spite of all the acute pain which Pat was suffering, the strange excitement in her young cunt seemed to increase. This completely petrified her and yet strangely, perversely, she had an overwhelming desire to masturbate. It was a tremendous urge and she felt that she would faint if she was not able to indulge at once.
Suddenly the woman stopped her vicious blows and tore off the peculiar knuckleduster off her hand to rapidly turn the girl face upwards on her lap.
Her Lustful eyes were fixed upon the plump swollen crevice of Pat's vulva. She stared greedily down upon it for a moment or two then she put her right hand between the girl's thighs and allowed her fingers to slide deliciously in the warm juice which poured from the youthful slit.
They travelled slowly up and down over the moist and wrinkled surface of the pouting vulva-lips as she leaned down to whisper to Pat:
"What d'you want now, Pat dear?"
The excited girl squirmed with sensual pleasure under the slow motion of Jean's fingers.
"Oooh ... Mrs. Scott! I ... I ... I want to be ... be ... rubbed down there!"
As quick as a flash Jean removed her hand from the girl's excited genitals and exclaimed sharply:
"Well, don't you be so damned lazy! You frig your own cunt, my girl! Go on! Put your own fingers in it and show me how well you can do it!
Pat was quite beside herself with a strange overwhelming lust. It seemed to only add the her perverse pleasure that this handsome woman would be an interested witness to her most secret practice.
The vicar's wife watched keenly as Pat's right hand darted down to the wet lips of her young cunt. She noted with satisfaction the expert manner in which the girl arched her wide splayed fingers over the gaping crevice and thrust the middle finger down between the swollen lips. Jean saw that the vertical jogging motion of the girl's whole hand was well-practiced and of long standing.
The fat little virgin cunt opened up like a fleshy wrinkled flower under Pat's madly frigging fingers and the juice squelched and slapped loudly in the quiet room.
Jean leaned down and pushed her tongue down into the girl's tightly open mouth in a passionate kiss. The she felt under Pat's trembling body with her right hand which she pushed in between the girl's bruised buttocks. Jena's forefinger quickly found the small target it was seeking and slid deliciously into Pat's bum-hole. The excited young girl wriggled with delight and jerked her body up and down upon Jean's inserted finger a she furiously rubbed herself.
"Aah! I thought so!" exclaimed Jean. "This little bum is VERY responsive to something shove up it! That feels nice, doesn't it, my sexy little puss, eh?
Rub that fat little twat hard! Rub out a nice lot of lovely 'cream', Pat dear. I adore the rich 'cream' from little girl's fat cunts! RUB ... RUB HARD! That's the way!"
Pat's young body suddenly jerked convulsively upwards and Jean rammed her finger up the girl's bum to the hilt. For a brief moment the girl held her body up in a rigid arc off Jean's lap as Pat's fingers worked in a flying frenzy of speed in her twat to help out the squirting 'load' of thick 'cream'! Then her body relaxed.
The woman looked down upon the deliciously creamy harvest which was suspended on the wrinkled borders of the girl's slit and she licked her lips. Then she brutally caught hold of Pat's thighs and pulled them up either side of her handsome face, so that the youngster was suspended upside down against Jean's greedy mouth.
It was in the undignified position that the vicar's wife sucked down the rich young cunt 'cream' and probed her greedy tongue inside the girl's open vulva to search out still more.
Pat soon succumbed again to the expert lingual activity and squirted out another powerful orgasm which the excited woman avidly sucked down.
Then she lay Pat down on the bed beside her.
It was obvious that Jean was in a frenzy of lust. She hardly gave the child time to regain her breath before she had shipped up her own skirt to display the gigantic dimensions of her mature cunt to the astonished girl.
Jean was wearing no briefs so that the full beauty of her gaping slit was revealed to the girl.
Pat flushed scarlet as she stared in fascination at the great wrinkled crevice.
"Now, THERE'S a fine big cunt, Pat dear. Come close and have a good look at it. Don't be frightened ... it won't bite you my dear! That's the way ... get close. Now pull the big lips open with your fingers and have a good look inside. There! It's a marvelous twat, isn't it!"
Pat was holding the massive lips wide apart with the fingers of her two hands as she gazed in rapture at the luscious interior.
"Ooh ... yes, Mrs. Scott! It's lovely!" muttered the girl in amazement at the gigantic proportions of the vulva.
"Now toss it 'off' with your fingers, like you did to yourself, Pat! Go on! Use both hands and rub it hard. THAT'T IT! THAT'S it! GOOD GIRL ... jerk it up and down ... rub all the fat lips and the juicy flesh inside! AAAAAHHHHH ... you're a beautiful frigger! THAT'T MY GIRL! TOISS IT 'OFF' ... FASTER ... FASTER ...!! I'LL SQUIRT A FULL 'LOAD' for you, my love ...!
It gave the lascivious woman a tremendous 'kick' to be masturbated by the young and pretty girl and she was amazed that one of such tender years could be so skillful with her fingers.
The happening of the previous events had stimulated Jean to a wild pitch of sexual excitement so it was not very long before she was squirting out a thick jet of 'cream', while Pat tore at her big cunt with both hands together.
As soon as the woman had stopped jerking her massive body Pat knelt between her widespread thighs and gazed in wonder at the rich layers of juicy 'cream,' which still oozed from the long slit and ran down the thick lips.
It was the sharp tone of Jean's voice which brought the girl to her senses as she cried:
"Well, don't just GAPE at it, child! Get down and lick it up!"
Roughly seizing the girl's head with both hands the woman forced her pretty face tight against the huge wet cunt and commanded the youngster to lick it.
Pat was a sexy young girl and she soon showed a tremendous aptitude for the intimate task which seemed to greatly excite her and urge her to probe still further with her active tongue in the delicious fleshy cavern of love.
Very soon Jean began once again to squirm and jerk her broad hips as she muttered passionately:
"OOOOOHH! YOU LITTLE DARLING! YOU LOVE MY BIG TWAT, DON'T YOU! SUCK ... SUCK HARD ... AAAAAHHHH ... HERE'S ANOTHER SQUIRT OF DEVNSHIRE 'CREAM' FOR YOUR TREAT, DARLING ... OOOOOOHHH ...!!
The whole girl's small face was eagerly buried in the juicy flesh between the big cunt-lips as she greedily gulped the delectable offering down her throat.
When it was over Jean gently pulled Pat up to lie beside her on the bed. She kissed the girl and said:
"That was nice. You enjoyed that, didn't you, Pat dear?"
Pat's eyes were bright and her cheeks flushed scarlet as she murmured:
"Ooh, dear Mrs. Scott! It was so WONDERFUL! I love your big twat! It's ... it's ... so velvety and soft to kiss it!"
The woman smiled at the girl in triumph as she exclaimed:
"These are things, my dear, which boys and men no nothing about. They are lovely things which girls can always enjoy together. Tell me Pat Dear ... do you enjoy putting your hand up the leg of another girl's knickers?"
Pat was now fully relaxed and eager for any confidence with the exciting and handsome vicar's wife.
She replied:
"Oh, yes ... very much! And I like it when they do it to me too!"
"Good girl," said Jean, "there are lots and lots of naughty girls who like those things in this town. I'll be happy to introduce you to all of them when you join our Guides. You will love it. We all have a wonderful time together tossing each other 'off' and licking one another's twats. And tell me another thing, my dear, how often do you play with yourself between your legs?"
"Every night when I'm in bed." Pat replied.
"That's not nearly enough if you want to have a big and sensitive cunt which will always give you plenty of fun." answered Jean.
Then she continued:
"You must put your hand up the leg of your knickers whenever you happen to be alone during the day. Even if you don't have the time to actually 'come' in your knickers the 'touching-up' will do your twat good, my dear. And you can always 'rub off' in the lavatory. I know some girls who always like to do that while they are actually pissing through their friggin fingers. Remember, ALWAYS BE 'TOUCHING-UP' YOUR CUNT. And toss it 'off' whenever you can stark naked in front of a large looking glass. Carefully watch every tiny detail as you jerk yourself to a lovely finish. If you carry this plan out it will only be a very short while before your twat is in a constant state of excitement and you will only have to cross your legs and swing them a bit to squirt 'off' in your knicks whenever you see something naughty and thrilling! Your cunt will become so super-sensitive that it will almost 'shoot off' while you look at it in the mirror."
Pat listened with rapt attention. Then she eagerly replied:
"Oh, I will ... I will, Mrs. Scott. I'd love to have a twat like yours. I'll play with myself all the time. And ... and ... I adore your frigging company!"
Jean kissed the girl and remarked:
"You have made that fact QUITE obvious, my dear. And now let me work a little more juice out of this delicious young twat of yours with my finger ...!"
The girl opened her legs and Jean rubbed the pouting lips with her middle finger before sliding it inside the soft slit and jerking rhythmically up and down.
The woman continued masturbating the young girl for some more time without any appreciable result and she got very annoyed.
It was Pat herself who explained:
"I'm ... I'm ... afraid I had a TERRIBLY big 'come' when you sucked me 'off', Mrs. Scott! I can't 'come' any more ... I ... I ... shall have to wait a little while!"
The vicar's wife was still very angry as she jumped from the bed and dragged Pat after her.
"Well, let me tell you, young lady, I won't! If I want 'cream from a cunt ... I HAVE IT ... and quick! I'll soon remedy YOUR little trouble. Come over here!"
Jean dragged the frightened girl directly under the large beam running across the ceiling. From this beam hung two cords with a strong nylon cord between them.
Jean lifted Pat's left hand and slipped it into a handcuff suspended on the end of one rope, then she lifted the girl's right hand and fixed it to the end of the other rope.
Moving quickly to the wall Jean rotated two handles which drew the ropes up until Pat's arms were stretched above her head and only her toes were touching the floor.
The Jean produced a small riding switch and stood behind the helpless girl to cut it viciously across the bruised and torn flesh of her naked bottom.
The girl cried out and contracted her buttocks tightly against the terrible agony of the blows. Jean was working off her annoyance and didn't seem to care where the cuts landed on the girl's naked flesh.
Finally she threw the thin switch aside and terminated the punishment with some stinging swipes of her open hand. She seemed to feel a need for closer contact with the girl's nude body and liked to feel it against her hand.
Then the hands of the vicar's wife lovingly caressed the girl's wounded buttocks and once again thrilled Pat right through. But a bigger thrill came a moment or two later when Jean moved round to the front of the suspended youngster to seek and find the soft pulpy slit of her sweet young cunt.
The woman's provocative middle finger probed deliciously between the pouting lips and was very active in the slimy juice.
Jean thoroughly enjoyed doing this to Pat. She reveled in the freshness of an immature sexual organ ... particularly that of a pretty young female.
Stroking her expert finger over the rapidly hardening clitoris Jean remarked:
""Ah! That's better! There's nothing like a good walloping to open up a young cunt and loosen its luscious contents! This dear little 'minge' is just about ready for me now ...!"
Pat was rather puzzled when Jean withdrew her finger and moved around behind her.
But she was not left in doubt for long. The woman suddenly reappeared in front of her and the young girl gasped.
For the attractive vicar's wife as stark naked and in addition to the nudity of her full breasts, there thrust out from her lower belly a perfectly rigid prick with a glorious flanged knob in life-like solid rubber with a ball-bag dangling beneath!
The sight of Jean's big full tits combined with the stiff projection of the prick between her thighs was strangely exciting to the girl. It occurred to Pat that the handsome vicar's wife seemed to posses the best of both sexes.
Eyes bright and lustful anticipation Jean came close to the girl and quickly removed her skirt and white silk blouse.
Then she stood back and surveyed her latest love. The girl's breasts were small but the centre of each white mound was splendidly capped by a stiffly erect and well-formed nipple.
Jean grasped her rigid rubber prick with her right hand and waggled it at the helpless girl.
"Tell me what ... THIS ... is called, Pat?" she inquired.
"Please ... Mrs. Scott ... it's a ... a ... prick!" stammered Pat in a little confusion.
Then the woman continued:
"And now tell me what does a stiff prick do to a cunt, eh?"
The wretched young girl was scarlet with embarrassment as she answered:
"It ... it ... fucks it!"
The lascivious woman laughed and moved closer to the front of the girl.
"Quite right, Pat. Very good indeed, my dear. And NOW ... THAT'S JUST WHAT I'M GOING TO DO TO ... YOU ...!!"
Jean's hands suddenly seized Pat's plump buttocks and pressed the nudity of her passive body against that of the child. She carefully maneuvered her big bust so that the hardness of her huge nipples rubbed against the little immature buttons of the girl's. Both of them was acutely aware of the rigid rubber cock which poked threateningly between the girl's naked thighs.
With consummate skill Jean located the juvenile cunt and pried the lips apart with the hard knob of the prick. She undulated her nude trunk and positioned her rigid length expertly.
Pat winced as the vicious woman suddenly jerked her broad hips forward and the solid rubber knob invaded her sexual passage. She gasped as she felt the strangeness of the solid cylinder inside her with the hard knob pressing upon the thin membrane of her maidenhead.
Jean increased the pressure and the girl had to cry as her skin was stretched to bursting tautness and pulled painfully on the sensitive walls of her vagina.
The woman licked her full lips and gleamed with lustful joy a she had the helpless girl hovering on the very brink.
"No mere man is ever going to 'have' you for the first time, my girl! I AM GOING TO BE THE ONE TO DO JUST THAT ... AND ... NOW ...!!"
The wretched girl screamed as Jean stabbed powerfully forward with her hips and sent the rigid penis tearing up the child's narrow cunt.
This was certainly no ordinary fuck. Jean was struggling to get the cock to its full length up the girl. She heaved and thrust as she clutched the naked young body, oblivious to everything but an unquenchable desire to fill the virgin cunt to capacity.
Sweating and grunting the woman savagely slammed her powerful body against that of the girl's and a cry of triumph was emitted from her lips as she felt their naked bellies touching. The prick was in!
Pat writhed and wriggled, the handcuffs cutting into her wrists as she lost her toe-hold on the floor. She thought she was about to split open with the hard length of her youthful twat.
"Aaah! It's ... right up you now, my girl!" grunted Jean. "It's shoved right up your cunt. Doesn't it feel lovely, eh? Now ... for a real woman-to-woman FUCK ...!!"
These obscene words from the vicar's wife filled Pat with a strange mixture of confusion and excitement. But further thoughts were driven from her mind when Jean put the promise into action.
Clamped passionately to the girl she fucked at the youngster's nude body with rigid abandon. Her broad hips jerked madly to and fro and drove the remorseless penis up and down the unused vagina like a steel piston rod.
Pat cried out and winced every time the rigid length plunged into her. Surely, she thought, this could not be the marvelous thing which men and women liked so much! The great flanged knob seemed to be ripping the walls of her vagina to bits as it drove up and down it at speed.
In her frantic fucking motion Jean was pushing her body forward all the time and she was now busily ravishing the child at the very limit of the rope's stretch.
It was about this time that a subtle and miraculous change took place. Pat slowly came aware of something more than pain. It was a strange feeling of mounting excitement and sensual pleasure.
Her cunt still wracked with pain of the brutal fucking, began to vibrate and puff up with excitement as it did whenever Pat fingered it.
At first the pain was dominant and the growing pleasure just a tingle in the background. But as the sex-mad woman lunged and fucked at her, Pat felt the pain receding and the sensual pleasure flaring up to take its place.
Pat's sobs became rapturous moans. She forgot her uncomfortable position and her tortured body. All her mind was concentrated on the great fire of joy in her twat.
The relentless cock worked furiously up and down her cunt. But now every full length penetration sent a thrill of joy coursing through her body. Each succeeding stab was more exciting and delightful to her.
As the thrills grew hotter the girl became more aware of the thrilling and naked female form which was thrusting against her own. The glorious bouncing of the enormous naked titties, the power of the superb thighs, the thick lips of the woman's sensual mouth and her flat smooth belly.
The woman seemed the living symbol of everything sexual to the excited young girl ... obscene and thrilling to a pitch which Pat had never before dared to hope.
Pat's young body twitched and heaved as her responsive cunt lovingly jerked around the stabbing length of prick.
The room was suddenly filled with the girl's ecstatic cry of joy as her powerful orgasm squirted madly down her cunt.
Jean's eyes burned with bestial fire as she smacked her belly against that of the girl, so that the hard rubber prick was slammed up Pat to its full length. The woman held it there while great waves of rich female sexual 'cream' flooded all around the stiff shaft and oozed deliciously out on to two pairs of naked thighs.
Jean withdrew the rubber cock and removed it from her body to fling it aside. The she released Pat from the handcuffs and lowered her gently to the floor.
As soon as the girl was free she flung her arms around Jean and kissed her passionately.
Then she murmured with feeling:
"Oooh! That was MARVELLOUS! Oh, THANK you, dear Mrs. Scott ... THANK you!"
But the woman pushed the girl down on her knees then she straddled her great thighs over Pat and squatted down.
"That's no way to thank me properly, you dirty little fucked bitch! You will show me hoe grateful you are by licking my arse-hole ... then sucking 'off' my big twat in your mouth ... NOW!"
And the girl's gratitude compelled her to turn her pretty face upwards and press her lips to the delightful sexual parts of the handsome vicar's wife.
* * *
It was exactly a week later that Pat hurried to the vicarage in order to keep her second appointment with her adored vicar's wife.
The girl was a little nervous and scared, as well she might be after the revelations of her last visit and was apprehensive of any further punishment which might be meted out to her. But at the same time she was aware that her cunt was swollen and wet in anticipation of further excitement and pleasure.
Pat was quite unaware of the fact that a few minutes before her arrival young David had also hurried up the front steps of the vicarage and was now closeted with the vicar in his study.
Inside the house Pat was met as before by Jean herself who escorted the girl upstairs to the bedroom.
Directly the door was shut Jean took the girl in her arms and told her to put her hand inside her own knickers and finger herself. Jean also had her right hand under her own skirt but in her case her expert fingers we nit hindered by any knickers or briefs.
And as they lasciviously fingered themselves the two females pressed their parted mouths together in a long and sensual tongue-kiss. It was a kiss of such sensual frankness that no mere male could equal.
As Jean gently broke the embrace she said:
"I'm very glad you've come, my dear. No ... don't remove your fingers from your twat. Keep working it up all the time ... and always play with yourself when you're enjoying a sexy kiss like that with another girl ... it's much nicer. Have you been frigging your lovely little twat a lot since I last saw you ... like I told you?"
"Yes, Mrs. Scott." answered Pat blushing in spite of herself. "I do it all the time. It's always wet and juicy with the fat lips pouting open."
And Jean replied with a smile:
"That's a good girl. You'll have a fine big sexy cunt when you've been fingering it up for a year or two. I've got some nice surprises for you today, my dear, but first we must both reveal out beauty to each other."
And Jean promptly began to undress in front of the delightful girl.
Her dress was soon removed and her restricting bra quickly followed. The excited Pat was busily fingering herself and delighted as she watched the lovely woman peel down her tight nylon briefs and reveal her naked massive-lipped cunt. Jean then stood before the girl dressed only in her long nylons, suspender belt and high heeled shoes with the light playing enchantingly upon the full mounds of her surging breasts and the wrinkled mass of her huge cunt-lips, the far projection of which throw a long jagged shadow down the base of her naked belly.
Jean voluptuously fingered her tits and cunt as she deliberately displayed herself in front of the girl.
She then moved over to Pat and began to undress her. She quickly removed Pat's blue serge skirt, white blouse, vest and knickers to take advantage during the shifting of the latter garment for some intimate handling of Pat's more intimate regions.
When the schoolgirl's white ankle-socks and shoes were finally taken off she was completely nude.
Pat stood before her, a little shy, but very proud. It was the first time outside her own family that anyone had see her stark naked.
The vicar's wife frigged herself a little faster as she stared avidly at the nude figure of the young girl. She was happy to see that Pat's right hand went at once to her own youthful cunt and commenced to play with it.
Again the woman suddenly seized the girl in her arms. But this time more lasciviously a she rubbed the hard projecting of her own huge nipples against those of Pat and caressing the soft skin of the girl's belly with the wrinkled surface of her big cunt-lips.
The girl was flushed and trembling with excitement as she whispered:
"Whenever I toss myself 'off' now, Mrs. Scott, I scoop up my own 'cream' with my fingers and suck it down in my mouth. I ... I ... love it!"
Jean muttered softly:
"Splendid, Pat dear! But don't you forget that it was ME who taught you how delicious cunt-'cream' is! And next Thursday when you join our Guide Troop part of your initiation will be to lie on the ground stark naked and let all the other girls piss on you!"
"Ooooh! How LOVELY! I will be able to see ALL their fat little cunts ... one after the other!" exclaimed Pat excitedly.
Jean laughed as she pushed the girl down and straddled over her face with the huge gapping crevice of her great vulva right above Pat's face.
"Well, start off with a good look at ... THIS beauty! Then stick in your greedy little tongue and lick out some tasty 'cream'! AAAAAHHH ... you're a born cunt-licker ... UUMMMM ... frig yourself while you're sucking me ... OOOOOHHHH ... WHAT BLISS!"
Pat discovered this to be a most delightful way of licking 'off' a cunt. She seemed to have a double pleasure with squirting dollops of 'cream' in her mouth while her frigging fingers assisted her to shoot out her own 'load' from her twat at the same time.
Pat enjoyed this obscene activity very much and she fervently hoped that no cruelty or punishment would follow later.
She was therefore a little scared when Jean le her towards a peculiar object standing in the corner of the room.
It was rather similar to a leather covered 'horse' in a gymnasium and about waist-high.
The woman moved quickly around to other side and taking Pat's hands one at a time she secured them to straps at the side of the 'horse'. The girl felt the woman holding her legs and setting them well apart on the floor before they too were secured with straps around her ankles.
Pat was not very frightened. She knew she was again in a position of utter helplessness, entirely at the mercy of the vicar's wife.
But her fears were partly subdued when she felt the delicious soft contact of the woman's naked body pressing up close behind her. Pat wriggled voluptuously as she felt Jean's gigantic cunt-lips titillating the sensitive flesh of her bottom.
Jean, for her part, felt only the provocative nakedness of a pretty young schoolgirl and she closed her eyes in order to intensify her pleasure and the thrilling contact.
With reluctance she broke away from the soft warmth of the girl's body and went over to a wall cabinet. From this she extracted a bottle of oil and a white jar.
These she brought back to the prostrate girl and smeared the oil into Pat's naked buttocks. Rubbing it well into the smooth skin. The white jar contained a colourless grease and this the woman applied to the girl's anus.
Pat gasped with pleasure as Jean very expert finger stuffed the grease up into the wrinkled bum-hole itself. For Pat possessed a very sensitive bottom and had been in the habit of fingering it for as long as she could remember.
* * *
Meanwhile, things were happening down in the vicar's private study.
The vicar had stripped off stark naked and was displaying the rigidity of his upright penis before David's admiring gaze. The boy had stroked and fondled it lovingly and pleaded with the vicar to let him take it in his mouth as he had done on previous occasions. But the vicar reluctantly had to refuse for he had other plans.
Dick the urged the boy to get rid of his own clothes and when they stood in the nude together they voluptuously rubbed the knobs of their stiff pricks one against the other. The lad thrilled when the vicar turned him around and sensually rubbed his mature knob on the crevice of his soft bum-cheeks.
David was hoping for the best and was bitterly disappointed when the dear vicar was compelled to overcome his most basic urge (mentally determined to gratify it at the earliest opportunity) and turn to the task in hand.
He handed the charming boy a pair of girl's nylon briefs in shell-pink with lace-trimmed edges. David took them admiringly and put them on at once.
The boy was in the habit of wearing girl's briefs and panties in private for he greatly liked the tight feel of them around his plump bottom and he was delighted to find that the vicar enjoyed it as much as he did.
And now as David stuffed his stiff prick into the flimsy fabric of the tiny garment he was pleased to notice that Dick was 'wanking' himself with delight at the sexy appearance he presented in the intimate feminine garment.
The nude vicar and the boy, still wearing the becoming girlish briefs, left the study and went upstairs to join Jean and young Pat.
The vicar ushered the boy inside the bedrooms and shut the door behind him.
Jean stood beside the helpless Pat and watched her husband and the brief-clad boy move towards her. She was especially interested in the charming appearance of David in his shell-pink lingerie. It always excited her to see people dressed in the clothes of the opposite sex to themselves and she thought how well the pretty lace-trimmed briefs suited the plump figure of the good-looking lad.
Then her eyes focused themselves upon her husband's rigid stalk which he was gently rubbing in his hand. Pointing to Pat's exposed and well-lubricated posterior she exclaimed:
"Look, Dickie my dear." I've got a really juicy bit of young and fresh bum-meat for that rod in your hand! Just look at this enchanting young girlish bottom ... TRY THIS FOR SIZE!"
And she poked her finger meaningly at the girl's greased arse-hole.
The vicar leered at it and came up still rubbing his stiff prick.
"Aah! Yes. Pretty good, my dear Jean, but a trifle on the small side don't you think, eh?" he remarked casually.
And his wife replied with a saucy wink:
"You're truly Dick by name ... and nature! It'll stretch ... it'll stretch, don't worry. Here, give me that bum-loving cock of your and I'll give it a 'bunk-up' this little girlish bottom!"
With the assistance of his handsome wife, who brutally stretched the girl's small aperture open with her fingers, the vicar strained and heaved his loins behind Pat until the full length of his erect penis was stuffed up her backside. Pat cried out pitifully with the pain of its entry in her narrow back-passage but nobody took the slightest notice of her.
As soon as her husband was well up the young girl's bottom Jean drew David to her side. She told him to watch her husband's prick closely as he started to drive up and down Pat's behind.
The Jean started to fondle the boy's pink briefs and whispered in his ear:
"You know, David dear, I like to have a lick at everything inside a girlish pair of briefs! This seems to be an extraordinary big clitty sticking up inside here ... I must really investigate it ...!"
And with that she dropped to her knees and pushed back the short leg of the boy's pretty briefs in order to get her avid mouth around his rigid cock which she titillated with her expert tongue.
David found this most enjoyable as he eagerly watched the vicar's dearly loved prick fucking up and down the pretty young schoolgirl's bottom.
Suddenly Jean got to her feet and whispered again in his ear:
"She's got another little hole in front, David dear, perhaps you would like to rub ... THIS ... "off" in there, eh? It's all nice and juicy for you!"
The trembling lad muttered a quick 'yes please' and Jean helped him to wedge his naked body between that of Pat and the 'horse'. It was another thrill for her to grasp his young weapon and thrust it straight up the girl's moist and gaping cunt.
"Now ... FUCK, you young bastard ... FUCK LIKE MAD! And you'll feel that hard prick of my husband's, which you love so much, fucking by the side of yours ... only up her fat little arse! Gosh! I'LL HELP YOU TWO DIRTY BUGGERS TO FUCK HARD ...!"
In a frenzy of uncontrolled excitement Jean seized the thin riding switch and lashed it down upon her husband's naked buttocks just as they contracted together for another powerful thrust up pat's misused backside. The stinging cut of the switch on his bare flesh caused him to ram his penis up the girl's bum-hole like a shot from a gun. And he smacked his belly so tightly against her plump bum-cheeks that he squashed them flat for a moment.
He withdrew only to meet another biting cut with the switch on his naked backside which sent his prick jerking madly forward again.
Again and again Jean lashed at her husband's fucking backside with a slightly quicker temp all the time.
The woman was red in the face and demented with lust as she whipped her naked husband with one hand while she furiously masturbated herself with the other.
The whipping of her husband served a dual purpose, for every time he rammed forward to drive his cock home he bashed the girl's naked body forward to not only engulf the full length of David's prick in her open cunt but also his balls as well!
The final climax was a mighty atomic explosion!
Hot 'spunk' squirted in great steaming jets from the two bursting pricks in the schoolgirl's body and filled the front and back passages to overflowing.
And the great flood in her cunt was considerably augmented by a generous delivery of her own thick 'cream', for the initiation was over and Pat was now an ardent devotee for life.
The vicar's wife stood directly in front of the girl with wide straddled legs to rub herself 'off' to a squirting finish.
The two exhausted males hardly noticed when jean released Pat and the greedy young girl made a dart at the woman's 'come'-soaked cunt to lick it clean!
The vicar and his wife had reason to feel pleased with their efforts in shepherding another two young members into their 'special' flock!
