When Daddy hears his daughter having sex with her brother, he has sex with his daughter and mother has sex with her son.

A sister blowing her brother first before a brother eats his sister, their exuberant lust for one another was only matched by the loudness of their sexual screams and their stupidity. Not paying attention to the noise that they were making and obviously forgetting that their father was in the living room below watching television, they were too sexually excited to even think of being quiet.

"What's going on in here?"

Opening her door without knocking, Christine and Tommy's father stood at her bedroom door staring at his son positioned between his daughter's legs with his face buried in her pussy. A place, no doubt, he's fantasized being. As if he was witnessing a miraculous vision and obviously, as far as he was concerned by his leer, he stared at his daughter's naked breasts.

"Daddy?"

Christine covered her tits with her hand and forearm while Tommy got up from in between his sister's legs while wiping his sister's vaginal secretions from his mouth with the back of his hand. Just as his sister and the bed sheet were, he was drenched with the sweet, musky aroma of her.

"Were you two having sex?" In the way that he made generalities from reading scripture, their father had a way of stating the obvious.

"Fuck," said Tommy taking the Devil's path.

"Oh my God," said Christine taking the higher road.

Interesting how two siblings who grew up in the same house would use such totally different words to describe their shocked embarrassment, 'Fuck and Oh my God.'

As if he was seeing a religious revelation, never removing his eyes from his daughter's breasts and pussy, their father watched his son remove his naked self from his naked daughter. As soon as Tommy moved from his sister's pussy, denying her father what he, no doubt, so wanted to see, Christine covered her cunt with her hand and stretched her other arm across her naked breasts. Seemingly embarrassed, she was frustrated by her fruitless attempt to cover all that she was showing her Dad. With his eyes bugging out of his head as if he was a terrorist, she appeared mortified that not only was her father was seeing her naked but also that he was leering. Even more horrific than that, brother and sister, his son and daughter, he caught them having sex.

"Helen," he said turning his head from the spectacle of his son and daughter pleasuring one another to call out from her bedroom door. "You have to come see this for yourself to believe it because I don't believe it," he said signing himself.

Unable to bend it back in position, as if his cock had a mind of its and wanted to be so proudly displayed whether before his sister, his father, or his mother, Tommy sat on his sister's bed with his hand barely covering his erection. Christine sat up in her bed with her head hung low in shame. Exposing her cunt to her father again, she briefly removed her hand from her pussy to grab an article of clothing. Not taking the time to put it on, holding the material in place with one hand, she covered her naked breasts with her blouse before returning her hand to cover her pussy again. To say the least, an understatement in a house that was decorated by crosses, religious pictures, and references that praised the Lord, Christine and Tommy caught naked having sex was an awkward situation.

It was bad enough that her father had seen her naked but even more than that, he caught her having sex with her brother. Her brother having sex with his sister was something that her father would love to do with his daughter no doubt. Obviously now that her playground was open to family members, no doubt, he'd now have more of a chance of getting with his daughter. With brother just as despicable as father, she was such an incestuous slut.

"I'm so embarrassed," said Christine as if she was caught stealing money from the poor box in church. "It was all Tommy's fault Daddy," she said looking toward her brother and throwing him under the bus with a point of her finger.

She still clutched her blouse to her breasts to deny her father any more free views of her naked breasts. Even though she was somewhat covered, Daddy was still leering at all that she was showing.

"My fault? You little slut," said Tommy looking at his sister with contempt. "You've been teasing me with up skirts and up nightgowns and down blouses and down nightgowns ever since I turned 18-years-old," he said with a devious smile. "And you've been teasing Dad too by wearing your cropped top without a bra to flash him your tits," he said smiling smugly. "I've witnessed your game of tickle and tease and I know that Daddy lifts your skirt to pull down your panty to spank his ass in front of his friends," he said looking from his sister to look at his father.

Tommy dared his father to punish him when his father was guilty of the same incestuous offenses.

"Don't listen to him Daddy. That's just the Devil talking. He's lying. I'm a good, Christian woman. There's nothing indecent with me being comfortable wearing a loose fitting top without a bra in my own home and in front of my father," she said looking at her father for understanding. "And obviously I was very bad for you to feel the immediate need to lift my short skirt, pull down my panty, bend me over your knees, and spank my naked ass in front of your friends."

Tommy's father looked from Tommy to look at Christine before returning his focus to his son.

"How dare you say bad things about your sister, Tommy," said his father pointing a finger of accusation at him. "There's nothing lewd or lascivious about your sister wanting to be comfortable in her own home without wearing her brassiere," said her father defending his daughter. "Perhaps you'd understand if you were saddled with the big breasts of your sister and mother and had to carry them around while wearing an uncomfortable bra all day."

"Oh brother," said Tommy under his breath. "She's got you wrapped around her finger."

"He was hiding in my closet Daddy," she said nodding her head to add more believability to her defense. "Then when I was naked, he pushed me on the bed, mounted me, and tried to rape me. Trying to force himself inside of me, he put his thingy right by my thingy Daddy," she said looking from her father to look at her brother with pleading eyes before looking back at her Dad.

"What's wrong with you?" Henry looked from his daughter to leer at his son. "You're evil. You're the Devil to want to have sex with your sister."

"Unable to stop him from having his wicked way with me, the way of the Devil," she said removing her hand from her pussy to sign herself while still clutching her blouse, "he was too strong for me to resist him to resist. See Daddy? I'm all bruised in between my legs on my chest," she said opening her legs and lowering her blouse from her breasts for her father to see.

Henry walked closer to his daughter to stare at her bruises while leering at her nakedness.

"How dare you violate your sister in such a despicable way by hiding in her closet? You are the Devil," said their father stepping even closer to his daughter to examine her bruised thighs and inspect her bruise breasts.

"I did no such thing. She willingly gave me sex. She's the one who seduced me," he said with a devious smile while looking from his sister to look at his father with sincerity before returning his focus to his sister. "She said that she'd blow me, even fuck me, if I convinced you and Mom to allow her to go to the Nude Day barbeque," said Tommy pushing his sister under the bus instead. "She's the one that's consumed by the Devil, Dad."

"Well, to be honest Christine, in the way that I see it, you're just as much to blame as your brother," said her father while still ogling his daughter's naked, uncovered, bald pussy. "When I opened your door and walked in your room, it didn't appear to me that Tommy was forcing you to enjoy him licking your pussy while playing with your breasts and fingering your nipples."

"Daddy, I can explain," said Christine bursting into crocodile tears.

Nonetheless, with both of them beneath the bus and with their mother, the disciplinarian, entering Christine's bedroom, they were both in serious trouble now.

* * * * *

"What is it Henry?" Helen walked in her daughter's bedroom and looked from her husband to look at her children. "Oh Lord, help me sweet Jesus," said Helen seeing both of her adult children naked before her. She voiced her horror to her children before she looked up at the ceiling to talk directly to her Savior. "What have you done? What have you done? Lord Almighty, what have you done? Oh sweet Jesus, help my children find their way. Thank you Jesus."

Helen signed herself while staring at her son's erection before looking up to God. It was hard to tell with the big smile she had on her face if she was thanking him or praying to him?

"I told you that you had to see this to believe it," said her husband.

"Sweet Jesus forgive them for they don't know what they're doing."

Losing her smile, she looked at her son more seriously now while still staring at the engorged cock he was unable to completely hide with his hand.

"Obviously with the Devil residing in the both of them, they need to be cleansed Helen," said her husband to his wife as if waiting for her to agree. "As if baptized again with clean, holy water, they need to be born again to remove the Devils from their souls," he said removing his gaze from his daughter's nearly naked body to raise his finger to the ceiling to ask God's attention.

He looked from the ceiling to watch his wife staring at her son's swollen prick in the way he had just been staring at his daughter's pussy and tits. Obvious penis envy in the way that Henry stared at his son's big cock, Tommy had a much bigger cock than his father. Tommy had a penis so large that when flaccid he was unable to conceal all of it with his hand, never mind trying to conceal it when erect as it was now. Both mother and father looked up at where they, no doubt, imagined Jesus was looking down at them and giving them guidance from their daughter's bedroom ceiling. Then, with Helen staring at Tommy's prick and Henry staring at his daughter sitting naked on her bed, but for the blouse that she held to conceal her most of her nakedness from her father, obviously, they knew now what to do.

"You come with me young man," said Tommy's mother taking him by his hand. He reached for his clothes. "Leave them. You won't be needing them," she said pulling him along as if it was 8-years-old instead of 18-years-old. "You stay with Christine, Henry while I cleanse Tommy. You're next young lady," said her mother pointing at her as if she was the Devil incarnate while giving her the evil eye.

* * * * *

Helen took her son in the bathroom, put on the light and the overhead fan, and closed the door. With the noise of the fan masking the noise of whatever they were doing in the bathroom, Tommy's mother ran the water to fill up the tub while her husband kept their daughter company in her bedroom.

"Mom? I'm cold and I'm embarrassed," he said not cowering and not covering his nakedness from his mother's eyes in the way that his sister cowered and covered her nakedness from her father's eyes. He may have been cold but he certainly wasn't embarrassed for his mother to see him naked. "Let me get dressed please," said Tommy trying his best to cover his erect cock with his hand that had grown harder under his mother's inappropriate leer. "This is so embarrassing."

Truth be told, instead of being embarrassed, he was sexually excited. Proud of his erection, he so wanted to move his hand away from his cock to show his mother his big prick. Surprised that she was staring at his cock, he was now curious what she'd do if he continued flashing her his cock. Suddenly thinking differently of his mother than being just another religious freak, he suspected she wanted him to see him naked as much as he wanted to show her his naked body. As much as his father wanted his daughter, he suspected that his mother wanted her son. He suspected that his mother wanted him sexually as much as his sister wanted him sexually and as much as he wanted his sister and his mother sexually.

"Embarrassed? For you to be naked in front of your sister, you don't know the meaning of the word. You weren't embarrassed watching your sister strip naked and you weren't embarrassed forcing yourself on your sister, were you?"

"I'm sorry Mom," he said.

Always forcing her religion down his throat, she looked at him as if she was a holy woman pontificating from the pulpit, and she was, albeit an incestuously twisted woman.

"I'm not the one you need to apologize. You need to tell your sister you're sorry."

"Okay," he said putting a hand to the bathroom doorknob.

"Don't you be bothering your sister with your lame apology now," said his mother. "You can apologize to her later. She's in your father's good hands now. Besides, she's seen enough of your stiff prick for one day," she said staring down at his stiff prick.

"Sorry Mom," he said again.

"Stop saying you're sorry when you're not sorry, Devil," she said leering at him before leering at his cock. "Well, what are you waiting for?" As if mesmerized by the sexy sight of it in the way that a snake charmer was enamored over a snake, she looked at her son's cock more than she looked at his face. "Take off the rest of your clothes," she said giving him a convoluted reason while unbuttoning her housecoat. "I don't want to get my housecoat wet."

* * * * *

As if watching a nun about to strip down to her panty and bra, not believing his horny eyes, Tommy stared at his mother unbuttoning her housecoat. As good a show as it was when hiding in his sister's closet and watching her remove her blouse and skirt, surprised that his Christian mother was removing her housecoat, Tommy watched his mother unbuttoning her housecoat as if she undressed in slow motion. A little thicker in the hips and the thighs than his sister but very shapely nonetheless, her body was more of a mature woman than that of a thin, albeit shapely, young woman. Watching his mother's impromptu striptease show, he stared at his mother unbuttoning her housecoat in the way that he stared at his sister removing her blouse and short skirt when he hid in her closet. He couldn't believe his mother was undressing in front of him.

Totally forgetting about his sister now that he was watching his mother undressing, he was mesmerized with his mother stripping. One slow button at a time, first he saw her long line of cleavage and then he saw her low cut, white bra. With the tops of her jiggling breasts hanging out of her too small bra in the way that a stripper hangs out of her costume, barely covering her areolas and nipples, her bra was so low cut that the entire tops of her breasts were exposed. If his mother was to raise her arms over her head, in the way of a bridesmaid raising her arms to catch the bridal bouquet, no doubt, he'd see her areolas and nipples. He'd love to watch his mother doing jumping jacks while wearing that sexy bra. He imagined she wouldn't make three jumping jacks before her big boobs bounced out from her brassiere.

Already making their appearance known, her nipples were pushing against the satin and silk material of her brassiere. Either she was cold or horny, giving her the benefit of the doubt being that she was his mother, he was her son, and she was a religious church woman, he figured she was cold. Suddenly wishing that he could feel his mother's big tits through her bra, he wished he could suck his mother's big nipples in the way that he had just sucked his sister's big tits. As if he was staring at a winning lottery ticket, he stared at the big impressions that his mother's nipples made in her bra. Continuing to unbutton herself in front of her son without shame or embarrassment while staring at him in the way that she'd stare at a customer for a bigger tip before dancing around a pole, he watched his mother expose her white, cotton, bikini panties to him.

She removed her housecoat and stood before her son in her underwear. His favorite outfit of choice, his mother was wearing just her white, low, cut bra and white, bikini panty. Then, when she raised her arms to hang her housecoat on the hook, her tits burst out of the top of her bra as if they were big balloons in celebration of the party. Hoping beyond hope and in anticipation of sex, after seeing all that he hoped to see of his mother's breasts, he had an even bigger erection,

Raised above the top of her bra as if being served up to him, his mother's areolas and nipples were totally exposed to his horny eyes. Only, unlike his sister, being that she was so piously religious and open and honest in her faith, he felt that he was invading his mother's modesty and privacy by staring at her exposed breasts. A momentary concern, too sexually excited in seeing her in her bra and panty and then seeing her areolas and nipples, he really didn't care about his mother's modesty and privacy. He only cared about seeing her tits.

Tits, tits, tits, he just saw his mother's tits. Wow! Obviously knowing that she was so exposed, he watched his mother pull up her bra too late to cover her nakedness from his horny eyes. Except she didn't give him the shocked and embarrassed reaction that he hoped she would and that even his sister did. He wished she would have been mortified in knowing that her son had just seen her breasts. Instead, she looked horny.

Just as his sister did, his mother had such long, shapely legs. Focusing his stare as if his eyes were X-ray laser beams, he could discern the darker patch of her blonde pubic hair through her thin, sheer panties. Then, when his mother pulled up her sagging panty, he couldn't believe he was seeing the shadow of his mother's pussy along with the slit of her pussy when she created the perfect camel toe in her underwear. The image of her pussy whether imagined or real made him wish he could finger her pussy before licking her pussy and fucking her pussy. A sexual fantasy come true, through the sheerness of her bikini panty, his mother's cunt was right there.

Something she's never done before, unless he barged in her bedroom unannounced while she was dressing or undressing, being that she was the holly roller woman that she was, he couldn't believe his mother was giving him a striptease show in the same way his sister just had. Standing before him unashamed in her bra and panty as if she was fully dressed, he filled his eyes with the nearly naked image of his mother while imagining the rest. Just as he'll soon be masturbating with the memorized images of his sexy sister undressing in front of him, he'll soon be masturbating over his curvaceous mother undressing in front of him too. As soon as Tommy saw his mother in her low cut bra and bikini panty, obeying her by stripping off the rest of his clothes and with himself naked before God and his mother, his erection continued to grow bigger and harder.

* * * * *

"Mom? What are you doing?"

In the way that he leered at his mother in her bra and panty, she leered at his engorged cock.

"I'm going to bathe you," she said. "I'm going to wash away the Devil," she said wagging her finger at him. "I'm going to do something that I should have done when you opened my bedroom door and purposely barged in on me hoping to see me naked," she said.

"Mom," he said snidely. "Aren't I a little old for you to give me a bath?"

"Lust is one of the seven deadly sins Tommy and incest is the Devil's playground. Just as you lusted over me enough to open my bedroom door in the hopes of seeing me naked, for you to hide in Christine's closet, watch her strip naked, and force her to have sex with you, you lust over your sister too. Obviously you have incestuous lust in your heart because the Devil has invaded your soul," she said watching him staring at her in her underwear.
"Mom. Christine was just as much to blame as—"

"Silence. How dare you speak to me Devil? That's just the Devil talking," she said. "Your obstinance, stubbornness, total lack of remorse, and disregard for your sister's privacy tells me that you need more than just to be cleansed and reborn again."

Unbeknownst to Tommy, obviously by his inability to accept his mistake and evidently inspired by his horny stare and, no doubt, by the size of his erection, she volunteered even more of herself for the sake of saving her son's soul.

"Mother, what are you going to do to me?"

"I had no intention of doing this but being that you've already seen me in my all together when you opened my bedroom door, barged in on me, and caught me with my nightgown over my head," she said pausing in her diatribe to stare at her son's cock again. "I need to rid your body of the Devil and the only way for me to do that is to get naked with you," she said reaching behind herself to unceremoniously unhook and remove her bra.

Wanting to delay the process of her stripping naked, he wished he could have felt his mother's big tits, while French kissing her, before she removed her bra. One slow bra strap at a time, he wished he could have slowly removed her bra for her. Without further ado and without embarrassment, shyness, shame, or haste, in one fluid push downward, she removed her panties too.

'Holy shit,' he thought seeing his mother naked. 'She's naked. My mother's tits and pussy is right there before my horny eyes. I'll be masturbating over this sexy sight for the rest of my life,' he thought to himself.

Just as her son stood naked before his mother, his mother stood naked before her son and before her God. As if she was a naked sacrifice giving herself to her God for the sake of saving the soul of her troubled son from the Devil, she stood naked before her son with her arms by her side. Staring at her son's nakedness in the way that he stared at his mother's nakedness, not making a move to cover her nakedness with her hands, her arms, or with a towel, she allowed her son to ogle her naked body.

"Mom. You're so beautiful," he said.

"Thank you but that's not you talking. That's the Devil talking Tommy. Your lust for your sister and for me is all the proof that I need to know that you've been possessed by the Devil," she nodded her head as if she needed that assurance that the Devil resided in her son.

"Possessed? Mom I'm not possessed," said Tommy thinking better of what he was about to say for fear that she'd get dressed and ask him to get dressed too. "Actually, you're right Mom. I am possessed. The Devil made me to it."

"If you didn't have the Devil inside of you, you'd never hide in your sister's closet while watching her strip naked. If you didn't have the Devil inside of you, you'd never try to have sex with your sister. If you didn't have the Devil inside of you, you'd never stare at your mother's naked body in the way that you're staring now," she said remaining silent to stare at her son's swollen prick. "Go ahead and look at me Devil. Go ahead and have yourself a good feel of my naked body Devil while I pray for the troubled soul of my son," she said.

'Did she just say for me to look at her? Did she just say to have a good feel of her naked body? Thank you Jesus,' he said silently to himself.

"Okay," said Tommy happy to play the role of the Devil to not only ogle his mother's naked body but also to feel his mother's naked body.

A sexual fantasy come true, he reached out his horny hand to touch his mother's breasts, first one and then the other. Looking at her while expecting and waiting for her to stop him from touching her, when she made no move to prevent him from feeling her and caressing her, he continued fondling her big breasts while fingering her nipples before reaching around her to feel and squeeze her naked ass. When she didn't recoil from his horny touches, when she didn't offer any resistance to him touching and feeling her where no son should ever touch and feel his mother, feeling encouraged, he reached down between her legs to finger her pussy.

Instead of slapping his face and slapping his horny hand way, she stepped out her feet to open her legs a little more to give him better access to her pussy. He couldn't believe his mother was allowing him to have his horny way with her naked body. He wondered if his father knew what his mother was doing with him in the bathroom. He wondered what his father was doing with his naked sister in her bedroom.

"Dear Lord in Heaven above, please release the hold that the Devil has over my son. Remove the incestuous lust that the Devil has over his soul. Help my son to be a better Christian by not lusting and having sex with his sister, ogling his mother, and feeling my naked body. Use me and abuse me Devil but leave my son in peace. I freely give myself as the Devil's vessel," she said stretching out her arms and lifting her head as if she was sacrificing her body to the executioner. "Dear Lord God, I allow the Devil to use my naked body for his dirty deeds, if he must, to leave his innocent sister in peace and for me to protect and save my son from evil. Amen."

"Amen," said Tommy.

She looked down at her son having his wicked way with her breasts, her ass, and her pussy.

"Do with me whatever you must do to my naked body Tommy because, after today, the Devil will be gone from you. In the way that you're touching me today, this is the last time that the Devil will be allowed to touch me in such an incestuously, inappropriate way."

Taking advantage of his crazy mother's offer to do whatever he must do to her naked body, he took a step closer to her. Wrapping his arm around her naked waist, he pulled her to him and reached down to cup her round, firm ass. He looked deeply in her big, blue eyes, before leaning into her and kissing her on her mouth. Waiting for her to return his passion, when she did, he parted her lips with his tongue. No doubt thinking that he really was possessed by the Devil, he couldn't believe that she allowed him to French kiss her. He couldn't believe that she returned his passion with hers by probing his mother with her tongue in the way that he probed her mouth with his tongue. He only wished she'd take his cock in her hand and stroke him.

Mother and son were making out as if they were horny teenagers saying good night after their first date. Tommy's hands were all over his mother's big tits. Feeling her round, firm ass before cupping and fingering her pussy, Tommy was having his wicked way with his mother. Testing her waters, he gently rubbed her clit before inserting his finger. With his fingers deep inside of his mother, he was feeling her where no son should ever feel his mother.

"Mom, you're so beautiful," he said again. "I love your sexy body. I love your beautiful ass. I love your blonde pussy. And I love your big tits," he said leaning down to suck her nipples, first one and then the other.

"That's the Devil talking Tommy and not you. Dear Lord," she said looking up at the bathroom ceiling where she obviously believed God was looking down upon them while her son continued to suck her tits and finger her pussy. "Save my son from Satan. Deliver him from all evil. Allow him to have his wicked way with my naked body instead of his sister. I'm strong. I can take whatever the Devil has to give me."

As if she was Mrs. Louis Pendrake played by Faye Dunaway in Little Big Man with Dustin Hoffman, she was intent on giving her son a bath while beseeching God for his help in ridding her son of the Devil.

"Mom, I'd really like to fuck you," he said whispering his lust for his mother in her ear while moving her hand to his cock and wrapping her fingers around his erection. "I'd really like to stick my big, hard cock in your warm, wet pussy," whispered Tommy getting so sexually excited.

"Oh you poor, poor dear boy," she said pulling her hand from his prick. "That's okay Tommy. That's just the Devil inside you talking but don't you worry because, if I have to, I plan on falling to my knees and praying to the Lord Almighty himself while sucking the Devil right out of you through your penis," she said falling to her knees and taking her son's cock in her hand again before taking him in her mouth. Sucking his cock, she was sucking her son as if she was a stripper wanting a bigger tip and he was a sailor on shore leave.

"Mom? Oh my God," he said unable to believe that his mother was giving him a blowjob.

"That's good Tommy," she said removing his cock from her mouth to speak. "For you to pray to God while I suck the Devil from your penis tells me that it's working," she said inserting his cock back in her mouth again.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! Lord Almighty, oh my God," he said playing her insane game for the sake of getting a blowjob from his mother.

"Then and only then," she said removing his cock from her mouth to speak again. "After I've sucked you clean of the Devil, may you fill me with all of your goodness."

"Suck me clean? Fill you with my goodness? Do you mean to say that after you blow me, after you suck the Devil right out of me through my cock and with me ejaculating in your mouth, that you'll allow me to fuck you? Is that what you're saying Mom?"

"Yes, crassly put but that's the gist of it in a nutshell," said his mother.

"Wow. You could make me a believer," he said. "I'm beginning to like this religious stuff," he said pausing to stare at his mother's naked body while she stared at his naked body. "Tell me this mother."

"Yes? What is it my child?"

"Does this really work, you sucking the Devil out of me through my penis and then me filling you with my goodness by fucking you and cumming inside of you?"

"It does," she said nodding her head as if needing to give her son additional, affirmative assurance. "It worked with my brothers, my father, and your father's brothers and father. Poised on my knees in front of them, I sucked the Devil right out of all of them before they pushed me back on their beds to inject me with their spiritual goodness. Praise the Lord! Amen."

"Just so I don't misunderstand your meaning Mom. Please continue sucking me while I ask you my questions. You can just nod your head yes or no."

"Okay," she said taking her son's cock in her mouth and sucking him again.

"Lemme get this straight. Pardon my naiveté but you sucked all of your male relatives and all of Dad's male relatives to rid them of the Devil before fucking them and for them to fill you with their spiritual goodness."

"Yes, in the name of the Lord Almighty, my Holy Father, willingly and gloriously, I set them all free of Satan," she said removing his cock from her mouth to speak while nodding her head in the affirmative. "Only, in the name of God and as his sexual servant and slave, I prefer the phrase making love to sucking and fucking. We are all brothers and sisters in God's eyes. Incest is not wrong so long the incestuous sex is between consenting adults and so long as the intentions are right, good, and holy, as are mine with you, my son, and as they were with all my male relatives," she said with a sexy smile.

"I see," said Tommy. "Answer me this then."

"Yes my son?"

"After you sucked out the Devil and after I filled you with my goodness, what if the Devil returns?" Feigning sadness but unable to hide the enormity of his sexual expectation by his massive erection, Tommy looked at his mother with hopeful insight.

"That's easy. If the Devil returns and no doubt he will because the Devil is a dirty bastard," she said waving a stiff index finger in the air as if lecturing her congregation. "As he returned many times to my brothers, my father, and to your father's brothers and father before," she said raising her hand to the ceiling before placing her hand over her heart as if swearing a sacred oath to God. "Just as I've done with all the male members of my family and my extended family, I will continue to suck him from your body every time before you fill me with your spiritual goodness," she said smiling. "Hallelujah!"

"Hallelujah. Praise the Lord mother. I'm glad, should the Devil return to me, that you won't abandon me in my hour of need," he said. "I'm glad for your protection. Thank you for saving me," he said rolling his eyes when she didn't see.

"There's this passage that I memorized from Ezekiel 25:17," she said looking proud to share it with her son.

"Yes. What is it mother? I don't know that passage."

"The path of the righteous man (and woman) is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men (and women). Blessed is he (and she), who in the name of charity and goodwill, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he (and she) is truly his (and her) brother's keeper and the finder of lost children," she said suddenly getting more animated in her sermon. "And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy my brothers (and sisters)," she said raising her voice along with her hand to the ceiling in the way that Samuel L. Jackson did when he played Jules Winnfield in Pulp Fiction. "And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee."

"Thank you Mother. Inspired by your memorized passage, albeit a little frightened by your loud and sometimes violent exuberance in reciting the passage, I'm feeling better already. Only pardon my ignorance if I'm wrong mother," he looked at her still there on her knees in front of him. He ran a slow hand through her blonde hair before running a slow finger across her full lips. She took his finger in her mouth to suck as if she was still sucking his cock while looking up at him with her big, beautiful, blue eyes. "Perhaps this is foolhardy for me to compare passages taken from the Bible to the movies but, being that I'm more of a movie buff than I am a student of the Bible, didn't you get that passage from Pulp Fiction?"

"You mean," she said getting animated in the way of Granny Clampett on the Beverly Hillbillies when she thought revenuers were coming to destroy her still. "Quentin Tarantino stole that passage from me after I memorized it from the Good Book and recited it many times before God and before my congregation in church. He was once a member of our congregation before the Devil took over his soul in exchange for all the financial success he's had making violent, dirty movies," she said with sadness.

"I see," said Tommy.

"Praise the Lord. Hallelujah. Glory be to God and may the Devil be damned for all of eternity," she said taking his prick in her mouth again to continue sucking him.

"Anyway, mother, as I was saying, I seriously don't think I'll need for you suck the Devil from me and allow me to fill you with my spiritual goodness more than a few dozen times," said Tommy with a snide smile. "My spirit may be weak but my body is willing to accept you as my Christian guide and to do whatever it takes to be born again as a better man, a worthy Christian, and a soldier of God. Perhaps, once Christine is cleansed and saved, she can take over my spiritual education," he said imagining his sister sucking the Devil from his cock before filling her pussy with his spiritual goodness.

"Now that you're of age for me to lead you spiritually as well as sexually, until your sister walks the righteous path for a year or more, I'm your spiritual guide. Think of my mouth and my pussy as your gateways to blessed living Tommy," she said removing his cock from her mouth again to speak. "I'm willing to help you to live your life free of the Devil as much as I can Tommy," said his mother continuing to suck him.

Sucking him while stroking him, Helen sucked her son until he exploded a righteous volume of cum in her mouth. Only, instead of swallowing, something she always did when not sucking out the Devil, she stood and spit his semen in the sink.

"Usually I'm a swallower and not a spitter," she said wiping her son's cum from her lips with a tissue. "Only, in this case, with the Devil still residing inside of you, I think it's best that I spit him down the drain instead of allowing him to reside in my body," she said licking her son clean. "Now get in the tub with me and I'll wash you and cleanse you in readiness to be born again. Then, once you're clean, you can bend me over the sink and fill me with all of your spiritual goodness until I praise and shout out the name of my maker. Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!"

"Thank you and God bless you mother. Just as I never knew you could suck the Devil right out of me through my penis, I never knew religion could be so rewarding and satisfying Mom," said Tommy rolling his eyes and making a face while his mother was too readying his bath to notice. "I can't wait to bend you over the sink while fondling your big tits and fingering your hard nipples," he said fondling her big tits and fingering her nipples while she leaned forward in the tub. "I can't wait to inject you with my goodness over and again," he said squeezing her round ass before running a hand along her wet pussy before inserting his finger to rub her clit.

"That's okay Devil. Do with me whatever you must to release and relinquish my son's soul to God," she said squirming her pleasure with the touches of her son.

To be continued...