I drove after that, since Hope's p***y was drooling c*m and she wanted to play with that gooey mess and lick it from her fingers. I realized with chagrin that the parking lot had belonged to a church. I had just f****d my sister on holy ground and filled her with incestuous c*m.
Sorry, Lord, I prayed silently. I didn't know it was your place.
Oh, I'm not a religious man, but it's never a good idea to antagonize the Big Guy for no reason. I hoped that he knew my apology was sincere. We would have used a different parking lot if we had known. Probably.
We stopped once more before we got to our hometown, so that Hope had the opportunity to put her pants back on in the ladies room of a gas station. It was still dark when we reached the house. We were both surprised to see Colleen's car park
