"Stop! Stop! I'm going to come if you keep doing that! Oh, fuckin' shit!" Anna shrieked, slamming her ass-cheeks back down and grinding them into the thick carpeting as Chet slurped and sucked and tongued and fingered her snatch.

"Okay, okay. I don't want you coming before I get a chance to stick my dick into you," Chet said as he backed away and pulled several blonde cunt hairs out from between his straight, white teeth. "Now, why don't you do to me what I've done to you?" he said softly as he inched up towards Anna's head.

"Ummmm," she moaned, smacking her lips in excitement as she watched Chet's blood-engorged cock sway slowly back and forth with every move the chaplain made. Anna loved sucking cock. She and Paul would suck each other off for hours before they went on to fucking. And now she was going to wrap her lips around that delicious hunk of hot prick-meat! And in the base chapel yet! The entire situation almost made her want to laugh.

"Come on, Anna, open wide," Chet said, smiling at her as he hunched his powerful hips forward and banged the tip of his hot, hard cock against her lips.

"Mmmmgffff!" she cried out as the purple knob slid past her front teeth and over her tongue until it banged against the back of her sucking throat. Anna used her tongue as a slippery, sliding bed for the sensitive-underside of Chet's invading prick.

"Unnngh! Oh, Jeeesus, suck that mother!" Chet groaned as he rotated his muscular ass-cheeks slowly, churning his prick inside Anna's mouth. "Suck that son-of-a-bitch till you can feel my cum spurt out on your tongue!" the chaplain cried out mindlessly as he buried his fingertips into Anna's thick, blonde hair.