Higher Power

She spots him outside the meeting and follows him in. He’s tall, built, and the only Black man in the room. The rest are there to pray. She’s looking for something heavier. Inside, the preacher keeps talking about salvation. Maitland’s already chosen her own. She cuts past the crowd, walks straight to him. He doesn’t flinch when she steps in close. Her hands move fast. She unzips, pulls him out, drops to her knees right there between the pews. Big tits pressed to his thighs as her mouth stretches around his thick cock. She sucks loud, hungry, eyes up at him like the sermon doesn’t exist. Then she stands, turns, hikes her dress, and backs onto him. Cowgirl on the hard bench, tits bouncing as she rides every inch. He grips her waist, thrusts up hard. They shift. He bends her over the pew and slams in from behind, doggystyle, deep and steady. She takes it all, moans spilling as he pounds her. Sweat and skin slap echo through the half-empty hall. 2019. Maitland Ward and Pressure. Higher Power.