When we visited the USA we loved the choir at the local church it was a little unnerving as most were black but we got a huge thanks at the end by the black preacher , he was around 65 but so lovely, getting home my wife kept having wet dreams and eventually told me she was fantasising about the black preacher , her words , I visited the church and was welcomed by the preacher who showed me around and explained his teaching , this got me a little wet as his voice was so penetrating and calm , he offered me tea so we went to his room , he removed his cloak leaving him in just a loose gown , as we sat his gown rose exposing his cock and balls but his calm motion kept me looking , he wanted to know if I was ready to be converted , putting his hands on my shoulders giving me a massage and telling me to relax and give in , kissing my forehead then my lips I opened my mouth receiving his huge tongue , as we kissed he had gently opened my shirt and pulled out my tits from my bra , he rose pulling up his gown leaving him totally naked , pulling my panties off as I removed my bra and shirt , his cock was now at face level so I opened my mouth and took as much as I could he held the back of my head encouraging me to take it all in , as I gaged he removed it lifted me up sat me on the end of the table grabbing my hard nipples and squeezing them he fed me his cock rapidly fucking me as hard as he could . This why I had wet dreams most night .