ALL IN THE FAMILY - Sex Stories

ALL IN THE FAMILY

... found them." "Otis?" Ruth was practically doubled over gasping for air. "You put your hands on my baby?" "No, ma'am." "You put your hands on my baby?!" she screamed with all the might she had left. "No, ma'am. I found them. I swear." Otis started to put his business back in his pants. "No! You leave it out. You think the Lord didn't see what you were doing?" Ruth walked over and locked the door, never looking up from the huge phallus swinging between the janitor's powerful thighs. His heavy breathing was causing it to sway in a hypnotic motion. "You want to keep you job here, Otis?" Ruth asked walking toward Otis. "Yes, ma'am. You and pastor been nothing but good to me." Ruth was now toe to toe. "We can't have you around children when you mind is like this, Otis. Why aren't you married? Can't you see not having a help meet has left the door open for Satan?" "Yes, ma'am." Otis was sweating profusely. Ruth could smell it. "If you had a wife, Otis, she would have her hands on you, not yourself, and you would be thinking of her." Ruth reach down for a handful of Otis. She couldn't believe how heavy it was. "Aren't you thinking about me now, Otis?" Otis hesitated, not quite knowing how to answer. "Yes, ma'am?" "You not thinking about any little girls are you?" Ruth squeezed for emphasis. "No, ma'am." he barely got it out. "When you play with your penis, Otis, all sorts of evil fill your head. It's the Devils doorway. So we mustn't play with our penis, Otis." Ruth squeezed again. ...

... "Yes, ma,am," Otis grunted. "Now, I'm going to help you 'til we find you a good christian wife. I won't let the Devil have you, Otis. You're like family to us." Ruth couldn't believe the power that was surging through this frightening tool she held in her hand. Slowly she moved her hand up and down it enjoying the dual sensations of admiration and fear. "What we're about to do is a sin, Otis. But he Lord will understand. These are his children we're protecting." "Yes, ma'am". The penis in Ruth's hand started to grow even bigger. "How big is this anaconda?" she wondered. "What's this lubricant on your penis?" "This." Otis retrieved a large bottle from the shelf behind him. "Olive oil? Well, ok. I'm going to need alot. Pastor Billy has a baby carrot. Yours must come from a whole nother garden." Ruth kicked off her shoes, wiggled out of her panty hose and panties, hiked up her skirt, and used a folding chair to climb up on the edge of an old conference table. Her legs were spread wide. Otis would be only the second man to gaze at her Holy of Holies. "Come on, Otis! We haven't got much time. Remember: a lot of lubrication." Otis slowly inserted his oily fingers into Ruth hesitantly, especting her to back out of this at any minute. Instead, she seemed to enjoy his ministrations more and more with every insertion, breathing heavily and moaning as he circled the inside of her vagina, coating it with olive oil. He then heavily coated his penis before grabbing Ruth by the hips. "Wait, ...