Jacob called out in a final warning, “Mrs. Miller!!! I–I can’t… hold back!!!”
Donna could feel the pulsing shaft expanding in her delicate hands… the gap between her thumbs and fingers widened considerably. Seeing no way to avert the impending eruption nor any other viable option, the inebriated wife licked her plump lips and whispered, “Oh Lord… please… forgive me.” Out of desperation, she then proceeded to wrap her pretty mouth around the mushroom-shaped crown of Jacob’s kingly staff.
Instinctively, Donna sucked on the spongy tip drawing out even more viscid pre-cum. The middle-aged wife moaned her approval as the syrupy liquid ignited her taste buds.
In her past life, Donna had sampled more than her share of semen… some she liked more than others. However, in all her years, the formal model could not remember ever experiencing male ejaculate of this quality… including that of her husband.
Donna was instantly hooked on the flavor and texture of the teenager’s semen as she slid her talented tongue all around the swollen head. She stabbed the tip of her probing digit into the slit, searching for more. Her skillful mouth was pushing Jacob over the edge, and the gorgeous mom of three was about to hit the motherload.
With both hands, Jacob grabbed hold of the passenger seat. He groaned aloud as he raised his hips, forcing more of his inflated cock deeper into Donna’s hot, sucking mouth. The teenager closed his eyes and called out as the dam finally burst, “OHHH!! MRS. MILLER!!! AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!”
Donna’s crystal blue eyes widened in surprise as the first salvo shot down her throat. Jacob’s cock twitched violently as a second and even larger rope of his thick, voluminous seed instantly flooded her mouth, causing her cheeks to bulge out. The preacher’s wife swallowed what she could, but she began to choke when a third pearly ribbon immediately blasted into her already overfilled gullet.
Donna couldn’t help but gag as cum overflowed and began shooting out the sides of her mouth. She pulled her head back and started coughing as Jacob’s cock continued to jerk in her hands and spit more and more of his creamy spunk onto her neck and chest. The shocked mother could feel the teenager’s slimy cum funneling down through her exposed cleavage and collecting in her recently purchased powder blue bra.
“Oh my… (cough)… LORD!!!” Donna exclaimed. While collecting herself, she continued to pump the veiny shaft drawing out the final trickles of semen. With Jacob’s beast finally spent, the amazed wife cleared her throat and commented, “You weren’t… (cough)… kidding. That stuff Dr. Grant injected you with really did a number on you. I’ve never seen anything like it.” Donna released her grip, then examined her cum stained dress, and added with bewilderment, “This is insane!!”
Donna opened up the center console and pulled out a package of clean-up wipes. She learned way back when her kids were toddlers to always keep some handy… you never know when messes will happen. She took several of the towelettes and began to clean herself up.
Jacob was trying to catch his breath and sank back into the passenger seat. With a smile, he muttered, “Wow… Mrs. Miller… that was… awesome!”
Donna vigorously wiped the front of her dress, trying to minimize the damage. She then asked matter of factly, “So I take it you feel better now?”
Nodding his head, Jacob replied, “Yes ma’am… much better… all thanks to you.”
Before Donna could reply with ‘you’re welcome,’ Jacob asked, “So… I guess this will be a secret you will want to keep from Pastor Miller?”
The slight smile drained from Donna’s beautiful face as the memory of David came crashing down. As if being doused in ice-cold water, Mrs. Miller suddenly sobered up… her mind cleared from the fog. Now, along with the arousing effects from the hormones, she also experienced incredible guilt.
Donna surveyed her surroundings. Here she was, a happily married woman… a pastor’s wife even. She was parked in her SUV behind an abandoned restaurant alone with a barely legal teenage boy that she had just finished masturbating… the same boy that was dating her daughter.
Now realizing the complete horror of the situation, Donna put her hand to her mouth and whispered, “Oh no… what have I done? Oh God!! Oh… David!!!” She quickly buckled her seat belt and added, “I need to get home!!” The distraught wife shifted the SUV into gear and pulled out of the parking lot and back onto the highway.
While Jacob sat in the passenger side seat, stuffing his deflating cock back into his cargo shorts, Donna sternly reminded him, “Jake… I need you to promise me you will NEVER speak of this to ANYONE!! It was a one-time mistake. I was only trying to help you with a difficult situation, and it simply got out of hand.” She then looked over at him and added, “As a matter of fact… it… never… happened!!”
While rebuttoning and zipping up his shorts, Jacob replied, “Yes, ma’am… I totally understand. I don’t want to cause any trouble for you, Mrs. Miller.”
Donna looked over at Jacob and added, “I appreciate your discretion. And as a show of good faith… I will not reveal your… condition to anyone. Nor will I go to your parents about what you did in the church nursery. I guess it will be our… little secret.”
Jacob smiled and responded, “Thank you, Mrs. Miller. I really appreciate that.” He then put up his hand and asked, “Wait… what about Mr. Rayford? Aren’t you afraid he may say something to Pastor Miller or someone else about finding the condom?”
While looking straight ahead at the highway, Donna shook her head and replied, “No… he won’t say anything.”
Jacob inquired, “How can you be sure?”
Donna looked over at Jacob and replied, “Well, Mr. Rayford answers to me… not my husband.” She then turned her head back around and looked out at the dark highway ahead, “He may be a bit slow and backward, but he is good at his job and very loyal to me, so you don’t have to worry about Mr. Rayford at all… I assure you.”
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After Mrs. Miller dropped him off at home, Jacob went straight upstairs to clean up and change his clothes. He didn’t want to risk his mom smelling any semen residue as it might alert her that something had happened tonight.
Jacob returned downstairs and headed to the family room, where he found his parents. Robert was seated in his Lazy-Boy recliner, watching Georgia Tech play the University of Miami in a football game.
Karen was seated sideways on the sofa with her long legs stretched out on the cushions. She was wearing an old REO Speedwagon tee-shirt and a pair of black satin pajama pants. Her chestnut brown hair was in a ponytail, and, as usual, her face was buried in a mystery novel.
Jacob entered the room and greeted his parents. Looking up from her book, Karen smiled and returned the greeting, “Hi, Sweetie!! You’re back from the cookout, I see. Did you have a good time?”
Walking around to the sofa, Jacob replied, “Yes, ma’am… it was great.”