THE WITCH’S BREW

Feature writer: DeSade
Feature title: The Witch’s Brew
Uploaded: First published in Mr Double’s Palisade; 16 August 2003
Story codes: Fmm, Church Sex, Satanic, Oral, Anal, Group
Rights: Copyright (c) 2003,  DeSade. ALL Rights Reserved

Disclaimer: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION INTENDED FOR THE ENTERTAINMENT OF ADULTS. ALL MINORS WILL DEPART AT ONCE: This story involves rape, incest and Satanism. It is a story about the beast in man and its desire to be fed. If you are offended by the above topics, please move on to another story.

Dedication: This story is dedicated to the Whore of Babylon, the Queen of Incest, the pious wife of a pastor. Those of you who are serious about incest can email her through me. But be careful, this evil whore will have you crawling between the thighs of your daughter or mother in no time.

 

The Witch’s Brew – Part 1

Once upon a time there was a witch called Martha. Actually, Martha is very much a modern day witch. What? You don’t believe in witches. You don’t believe in Satan? Good. That suits Satan just fine, not to mention witches. Anyway, Martha the witch didn’t look like any witch you saw on TV as a kid. She was an attractive middle aged woman with a husband, children, and…… a practice. You see, Martha was a successful psychiatrist. It was the perfect job for a witch. People came to her looking for help and she helped them as only a witch could.

Indeed Martha was so successful at her job that the word spread and soon the rich and famous started knocking on her door. One such person was Beth Moore.

Beth was the wife of one of America’s most famous preachers. If there had been a Mount Rushmore for TV evangelists, Elijah Moore would have been on it. Unlike other TV preachers who had become mired in sexual and financial scandal, Elijah Moore was squeaky clean. He was a hard working man of God who dedicated his life and much of his church’s wealth for the good of the under privileged.

Therefore, it came as quite a surprise to Martha when she was contacted by a friend of Beth’s. Within days, Martha and Beth met secretly at a lodge in the Colorado Rockies owned by Beth’s friend.

Martha found herself in the presence of an attractive 34 year old red head. The witch was intrigued. Beth gave off all the aura of religious piety one would expect from the wife of a preacher. But something else lay under the Jesus loving front of the attractive woman. The witch could see that Beth Moore was a troubled woman.

Being a witch, Martha could sense things very quickly. Her research of the Moore’s rise to prominence as a religious force in America had formed the image of a strong willed and ambitious woman in Martha’s mind. While Elijah Moore preached the word of God, his wife helped create a multi million dollar empire based on her husband’s popularity. It was clear from the witch’s contacts that Elijah Moore was merely a figurehead and that Beth Moore was the power behind the Moore religious empire. When she met Beth, she knew her information had been correct. The witch sensed something else too…fear.

It didn’t take long for the witch to learn the reasons for Beth Moore’s fear. Through tear filled eyes, Beth spoke about her failing marriage and the animosity which now existed between her husband and herself. Through even more tear filled eyes she spoke about her twin son’s and how her husband was turning them against her. It was a touching performance, but witches are a though audience at best. Especially when they also have good information about the true nature of events.

As the woman tearfully related her story, Martha couldn’t help but feel a soaring rush of elation through her body which resulted in brain waves of monumental wickedness, and an ache in her cunt which a horse’s cock would have had a problem extinguishing.

For the true nature of events was that the good preacher and his wife had grown cold towards each other many years ago. Their marriage was now nothing more than a sham. The good preacher had seen something in his wife he did not like. But he knew he would be finished as a preacher if he divorced her. He reluctantly played the game for his TV audience and the Moore’s became one of America’s first religious families.

Elijah Moore retreated into his preaching and left his wife to run the day to day chores of his church. As his popularity grew so did those day to day chores until his wife was running practically every facet of the Moore church, including the charities which Elijah Moore took so much pride in…charities that raised millions for the hungry people of the third world.

It was Elijah’s new devotion to feeding and clothing the poor unfortunate wretches of Africa, South America and Asia that eventually led to his wife seeking help from a witch. And rest assured, Beth Moore had done her own research on the psychiatrist. But she had done so only after hearing rumors about Martha’s real skills. For, those special clients who prospered from those skills were encouraged to advertise to very selective prospective customers.

Martha already knew what Beth would never tell her. This struggle between husband and wife was only partially about family. Like many of the problems Martha helped solve, this one was also about money and power.

For Elijah Moore had suspicions that not enough food and clothing was reaching the poor niggers he had grown to think of as his own. His suspicions fell on the person who controlled the charities…his own wife. And very soon his suspicions would be horribly confirmed.

Beth Moore had redirected millions of dollars from the task for which it was meant and into more profitable ventures.

Martha gave Beth her most sympathetic look, for she was indeed impressed with the preacher’s wife. It took balls to take food from the mouths of the hungry and not feel guilty. It took power too. Martha could understand that power. It made her cunt ooze with the wickedness of it all. For do not witch’s come in all shapes and sizes and denominations too.

Martha knew immediately that she would help this woman. How could she not help one of her own? And Beth Moore would need all the help she could get.

When her husband eventually found proof of her embezzling ways, she would loose everything. Her power; her money; and last but not least, her son’s.

Off course it would all be hushed up. Elijah Moore would never allow his church to suffer the embarrassment of such a horrible scandal. No, his wife would be sent away. And the money returned to its proper place.

Martha listened on till the woman had finished. Then she promptly stated a solution to the problem. Her mind had raced faster and faster as the woman spoke and Martha had a plan that was so deliciously wicked it made the juices pour from her cunt.

“You want your husband to be utterly devoted to you as well as your sons. Isn’t that so?” Martha asked the woman.

“My God… yes…yessss.” replied Beth Moore, her eyes glistening with passion.

Martha knew she had the woman now. She toyed with her.

“One million dollars,” she whispered.

“What?” asked the woman.

“You heard me Beth. I want one million dollars for your husbands love and devotion and that of your son’s,” replied Martha.

“A small price to pay wouldn’t you say?”

Martha watched the woman wince. Certain things were immediately understood. Martha saw a hard look cross Beth Moore’s face. It filled Martha with joy. The mask doth fall and Satan’s power is revealed.

“Can you really do it?” asked Moore, her voice crackling with emotion.

“With the help of my god,” Martha replied smiling.

She watched Beth’s eyes open wide.

Martha would have done it for nothing, off course. Money was just a means to an end, for a witch. Helping this bitch to deprive inferiors of life by misusing the funds good Christians had gladly donated was the end in Martha’s mind.

“Do you believe me?” asked Martha.

The woman nodded, her face full of hope.

“You must be strong Beth. Are you strong?” asked Martha gently.

Beth nodded.

“I know you are Beth. You built up your husbands church and made the though decisions that need to be made by any corporation,” said Martha slyly.

A look passed between both women. For a split second, everything was understood.

“You are in great danger Beth. You already know that, don’t you?

Beth nodded, her face turning white.

“You must obey me without question, is that clear?” asked Martha.

Beth nodded.

“Good. I want half the money deposited in my bank account by Friday. My banker will call you tomorrow with the details. When I have word that the funds have been deposited, I will contact you with my plan. Now, I must be going,” said Martha.

And that was it. A simple little deal beneath the surfaces of the matrix like world we live in. To be sure, Beth Moore gave some thoughts to departing with a million dollars. She was by nature greedy and as you already know, ëtis better to give than receive’ was not a creed she lived by. However, just as the witch expected, 500,000 dollars was promptly deposited into her bank account in the Cayman Islands. The money didn’t have far to go, for Beth Moore had an account in a bank just down the street.

The next day, the witch met with Beth Moore at the same lodge in Colorado. Martha didn’t waste any time with idle chit chat. Her customer expected a miracle for her money and that was what she would get.

“I have the power to make your husband become your devoted slave. Both mentally and physically,” said Martha smiling.

Beth nodded eagerly.

“I have the power to make your sons love you as sons should love their mother’s. Is that what you want?” asked the witch.

“Yesssss. If you can make that happen, I will be one happy woman,” said Beth wiping away a tear from her eye.

“Good. I will need a drop of your husband’s blood,” said the witch.

“Blood?” said Beth, a concerned look crossing her face.

“I can pray for you instead,” said Martha with a wicked grin.

“But for one million dollars, I would get the blood too. Think of it as an insurance policy.”

Beth Moore cracked a smile. She sensed the witch was mocking her religious beliefs. Hypocrisy is not easy to spot in oneself especially if one thinks one is immune to it.

“I’ll also need your son’s blood too. And some of yours,” said Martha.

“What will you do,” asked Beth eagerly.

“Concoct a potion. Mix it with their blood and then you pour it into their drinks. It will pass from the stomach into their blood stream. And your troubles will be over,” said Martha in a confident tone.

Beth looked doubtful.

The witch saw a chance to connect again.

“You are a woman of the world, Beth. You must know that there are other forces in our world. The question is, are you courageous enough to use them to protect you family and your church,” said the witch.

The message was not lost on Beth Moore. She nodded.

“I’ll do whatever it takes to protect our church and family,” she said.

“Indeed, are the church and family not one,” replied Martha.

“Is not the church your family too?”

Beth nodded.

“Your husband has done much to build your church into the force it is today. But so have you. Would the church have been as successful without your guiding hand?” asked the witch.

Beth’s eye’s lit up.

“You understand so much. I have worked many long days to make our church a success. My husband thinks he can just get up on the altar and preach and the church will look after itself. He is deluded. It takes hard work to build a church like ours. I have worked hard to build it and if it weren’t for me, my husband would be a no body preaching to no bodies,” said Beth in a fit of anger.

The witch smiled. The mask was finally coming off.

“Which is who he wants to give all your money too,” she sneered.

Beth’s face turned white.

“What?”

“I know there are other reasons why you wish to control your husband. You have worked hard to create a business empire. Yes, a business empire based on religion but still a business empire. What sort of business gives away its wealth? I understand fully, your situation Beth. Religion is a prosperous business, if it is handled well. And you handle things very well. Indeed, I may just reinvest my fee in your business. I know it would reap a fine return rather than get squandered away on worthless causes. Am I right, Beth?” asked the witch smiling.

Beth stared at the woman for some time.

“How did you…”

“You know who I am. Did you think you could hide secrets from us,” asked Martha.

“Don’t worry my dear. I have friends who would be interested in donating to your charities. The tax breaks are very good, I hear. But not if your husband has control of the purse strings,” said the witch seriously.

“That’s why I’m helping you. My friends and I see great potential in your business. You have a great future. Your son’s are growing up and soon they will take your husbands place. That is why we must act quickly before he poisons them against you.”

Beth listened with a gaping mouth.

When the witch finished her sermon, a strange look of joy crossed Beth’s face.

“You understand perfectly,” she whispered.

The two women embraced.

“Now you must get me their blood and be quick. Time is of the essence,” said the witch.

With that, the women parted and went their own way.

The witch stayed in close proximity to the Moore’s home for the next few days as she waited for the blood of the Moore men.

Unfortunately for Beth Moore, time was running out faster than she had anticipated. It took her nearly two days to get the blood samples she needed. Her son’s had been easy victims. Though their father had already begun to turn them against their mother, they still loved her. They were just 14 years old and while not identical, they came close.

Matt was a few minutes older and a little taller than his twin brother Luke. Both boys were religious as one would expect. They were handsome boys who liked sports and did everything together. Their father was a strict disciplinarian who trained them to preach Gods words. Both were developing into confident preachers and were already stars of the Moore religious TV hour.

Beth had successfully cut both of them on the hand within hours of returning home from her meeting with the witch. Both of them were nicked in the kitchen as she cut bread for them. Within seconds she had a bandage on the cuts and kissed them profusely, much to their annoyance. Later she went to each of their rooms and insisted on replacing the bandage. She then put the old bandages in an envelope and sealed it, writing her sons names on it.

Her husband was another matter entirely. She knew something big was brewing as he went out of his way to avoid her. Indeed he spent most of his time at the office he kept behind the church or at the TV studios.

It was only the next day that she saw the tissue in her husband’s private bathroom. He had cut himself shaving. She quickly deposited the tissue into another envelope with his name on it and sealed it. She then contacted the witch and made arrangements to meet her that night at the hotel the witch was staying at.

Beth promptly showed up at the assigned time at the witch’s room and passed the envelopes to her. They had a brief conversation. Time was running out. The witch would need at least two days to prepare the potions. Beth returned home and waited.

Meanwhile, at his office behind the large church that served as his headquarters, Elijah Moore sat reading the report the investigator presented to him hours before. He had read it 3 times. And each time he became angrier.

He had once loved his wife, along time ago. Over the years he had lost that love when he saw who she really was. Unhappy, he had withdrawn into his preaching and his charitable works, hoping to redeem himself in the eyes of God for failing in his marriage. He had left his wife to do as she pleased with the administrative tasks involved in running a successful church. Now he realized the terrible mistake he had made. As his popularity grew and he went on TV, Elijah Moore soon realized his church was becoming something he did not want it to be. And it was his wife who was to blame. He wanted his church to be for the people, especially the poor and hungry of the world. Like many people before him, he was learning that money and religion are like oil and water. Too late he realized his wife had hijacked his church and turned it into a den of thieves. And she was the biggest thief of them all.

As he read through the report again, he was horrified at the dept of her greed. Something that was from God had been debased. He blamed himself too. When God had shown him the way and asked him to start his charities, he took the easy way out and let his wife run them. She had always been the business head of the family. He would stand up on the altar and speak fine words to get people to dip into their pockets. He had opted for the easy job, the job he did so well…inspire people with his words.

Now, as he read about the millions of dollars that his wife had deposited into her own accounts, he began to cry. All those poor people who could have been saved were it not for his wife’s greed. She was a murderess in his mind. She was evil.

He knew this could never be made public. He would have to keep all this quite. His work in feeding and clothing the poor was more important than anything else in his life. He would have to pay his wife off. Send her away and make up a lie about her. He would have to tell the boys. They would have to know.

That night, Beth Moore heard her husband come in and go straight to his room. He usually looked in on the boys but this night he didn’t. Her fears grew. She hoped the witch would come through for her, but deep down inside she knew she was lost.

The next morning, Beth made breakfast for her family but her husband came downstairs and quickly left. Her sons soon came down too and unlike their father they tucked into the eggs and pancakes Beth had made for them. She watched them hungrily devour the food like wild animals. It was fun to watch her sons eat. Their hunger was pure and without the idiosyncratic baggage of adults. She would never give up her sons. She would die first. All her efforts, all her hard work was for them. Yes, the money too. It was all for them. Her husband was too stupid to understand. He didn’t care about them. He would rather squander their birthright on niggers and losers in far away places. Her sons were talented. Soon they would be great preachers like their father but he was turning his back on them.

Soon Matt and Luke were running for the door. They reluctantly kissed her on the cheek and headed off to school.

Beth stood in the kitchen for a few moments, listening to the deafening silence of the house. She would never give up her sons or their birthright. She would fight.

Beth called the witch again. She was desperate now. Martha listened to her frantic pleadings. It made her cunt ache to hear the greedy bitch wallow in self pity. An idea suddenly came to Martha. Being a witch, she too was a preacher for her own God. And while her preaching was decidedly subtle compared to her Christian counterparts, it could be none the less effective.

“Beth, I’m doing the best I can, but the potions aren’t ready yet. But perhaps this is for the best.”

“What do you mean?” asked the frantic woman.

“Well, my dear, perhaps you will better appreciate the power I represent if my potions are applied after your husband confronts you. Think how impressed you will be after they work,” said the witch.

Beth was silent for a moment.

“You fucking bitch. I paid you a fortune and this is what I get for it. I’ll fucking destroy you,” shouted Beth in a fury.

“Ahhhh Beth. This is music to my ears,” said Martha laughing.

“Helppppp meeeeee!!” Beth cried.

For a moment there was silence on the other end of the line.

“I like it when you talk like that Beth. It shows your true nature and it’s beautiful. Be strong and prosper.” said Martha as she hung up.

Beth stared at the phone in shock.

“Ohhh my Godddddd…oh my God,” she cried as she slid to the floor in a heap.

The rest of the day was a blur for Beth. She tried calling the witch back but there was no answer. She thought about driving over to the hotel, but she was too tired to fight. She would have to look after herself. She got in her car and drove to her office. Unlike her husbands, Beth’s was in a large office building downtown. Nearly 200 people now worked for Moore Ministries Inc. As she walked through the building of which her company had 5 floors, she could not help but feel proud of what she had accomplished. She had worked hard to achieve success and it suddenly dawned on Beth that this church was as much hers as her husbands. She would be damned before she would give it up.

Beth returned to the house at 4pm. It was empty. She knew her sons would be at football practice on till 5pm. She made her way up to her room, undressed and hopped into the shower. After showering, she dressed and walked downstairs. She opened the front door and was about to walk down to the mail box when she saw a large padded envelope under one of the wipers on her car. She walked down towards it and sliding it from under the wiper, she looked at the label. It was addressed to her. There was no return address. She could feel something large inside and after surveying the street she walked inside and tore open the package. She gasped.

Inside were two plastic bottles, one large, about two inches long and another about half as big. Inside she found a typed letter. It was from Martha.

Dear Beth,

Here are the potions as promised. The large one is for your husband. I would advise you to give him all of its contents as soon as possible, judging by your phone call this morning. I think you will be surprised and eventually happy with its effects.

The other smaller bottle is for your twins. Be more careful with this concoction. It is meant to be applied over time. A few drops in their drinks is all you need. Then apply as needed over the year or however long it lasts you. There is more where that came from. I grantee you will be well pleased with the results.

I want to tell you how impressed I am with you. I am very interested in you and your survival as are others. If you apply these potions as I have said, the results will be to your liking.

This morning I said you would be impressed if you waited to use these potions. I so desire you to embrace my god because I sense his strength in you already. However, it is also prudent to wait to hear from your husband’s lips what he has found out and whom he has hired to spy on you. This is important information that I can use to protect you and your son’s.

Call me in a few days. I will remain here on till the danger has passed.

Be strong and multiply.

These words are from one witch to another.

Martha

PS Destroy this letter immediately. Also washout your husbands bottle as well. You should have a year’s supply of your son’s potion but there’s more where that came from.

Beth read the letter again and stared at the bottles. The liquid was clear in both. She unscrewed the caps and inhaled. No smell. A rush of confidence passed through her. She sat down in the hall sofa and made her plans for the evening. Within an hour, Beth Moore had laid out a spread for the Moore men consisting of steaks, mashed potatoes and vegetables. Around 5pm she heard her husband’s car pull up. She looked out the window and was surprised to see the boys with their father. She saw their faces and her heart fell into her stomach. She was too late. Her husband and sons walked in and were surprised to fond the dinner table laid out. They rarely ate together anymore. She saw the look of disgust on her husbands face and she knew he had told them.

“I thought we might eat together tonight,” she said glancing at her sons. They looked down at the floor. Her husband marched past her.

“I don’t have the stomach to eat tonight,” he snapped.

Her sons made a move, but she held up her hand.

“Sit down!! I’m not letting good food go to waste,” she shouted angrily.

The twins looked at her wide eyed.

She knew what was going through their minds. She could see disgust in their eyes too.

“Sit down!!”

Taken aback by the ferocity in their mother’s voice, they glanced at each other and sat down reluctantly. Beth walked quickly into the kitchen and grabbing some plates, portioned out food on them. She opened the fridge and saw the coke six pack. It was all the twins drank. She opened two bottles and poured them into two glasses along with ice. Then she reached into her hiding place under the sink and grabbed the small bottle. She opened it and hesitated for a moment. Her sons hated her now. She would win them back. Martha had said a drop or two. She poured a quarter of the bottle into one glass and much the same into the other. She hoped it wouldn’t poison them. She put the bottle back under the sink and took the glasses out to her sons. They sat silently staring at the table. She laid the glasses before them and went back to get the food. She heard them get up and rushed back but they were gone. She glanced at the table. They had taken their glasses with them. She returned to the kitchen and opened the fridge. Her husband didn’t eat much, but he did drink lots of milk. She quickly poured a glass of milk and reaching under the sink, grabbed the large bottle. Opening it, she poured the entire contents into the glass too. Now she had to get him to drink it.

She walked up the stairs and stopped outside her husband’s room. She knocked on the door and walked inside. Her husband was sitting at his window desk. She knew he was reading his bible as he always did when he had some grave job to do.

“Darling, I brought you some milk,” she said hesitantly.

He raised his head and looked out the window. She walked slowly up to the table and placed the glass on it.

“Please drink something, dear. You look unwell,” she said.

He turned around and stood up. He was a small man but muscular and when she saw his fists clenching she stepped back quickly.

“How could you?’ he snarled.

“What’s wrong dear,” she whispered.

“You know what you’ve done, you bitch,” shouted Elijah.

Please dear, the boys will hear you,’ she responded defensively.

“They already know what you did, woman,” he laughed.

Beth was silent. She was fearful of what was to happen now. But she also felt anger begin to rise up in her.

“Have you been spying on me,” she snapped back at him.

Elijah was taken aback by her aggressiveness. Then his eyes narrowed and he raised his hand to slap her.

She cowered away from him as he shook with fury.

“My God, have you no shame, you wicked woman,’ he groaned.

He steadied himself against the chair and reached into his pocket for his heart pills. Beth watched as he popped some pills into his mouth and reached for the glass of milk. Beth felt relief flow through her as she watched her husband drain half the milk. He put the glass back on the table and stared at her, his face full of anger.

“You’ve disgraced me and my sons. You’ve disgraced my church. You have stolen nearly 10 million dollars of charitable funds and used it for your greedy ends. You’re a disgrace. How could you have taken money that was meant for hungry children,” he shouted.

Beth remained silent for a moment. She was strangely calm and unfazed by her husband’s condemnations. All she could think about was how long the potion took to work. It shocked her that she felt no guilt for her actions. Her husband could see her calmness and it only made him angry.

“What about the hungry children,” he said again, pointing a finger at her.

“I don’t give a shit about some little nigger. I only care about my own children,” she snapped back at him.

He stood staring at her with a shocked look on his face.

“My God, you’re evil,” he said in a low voice as he slumped into the chair.

Beth felt strangely liberated and more in control of things than she should have been. She felt a strange sense of power over her husband and her fear was beginning to dissipate. She continued her advance.

“You have worked hard as a preacher. But it takes more than words to build a church. It takes organization, management and yes dollar sense. That’s something you’re sadly missing. Look at your competitors; they don’t through away their money like you do. I’ve worked just as hard as you and helped build this church. In fact, without me, you’d be nothing…preaching to winos and the homeless in some shitty makeshift church downtown. I made you Elijah. But I’m not going to let you destroy my work and destroy your son’s inheritance,” said Beth almost breathless with emotion.

Her husband looked up at her and she saw fear in his eye’s for the first time.

“I want you out of this house tomorrow. I won’t let you corrupt my church and corrupt my son’s anymore,” he said, raising his voice again.

“You’re a fool Elijah. Do you think I’m the only one in the church who has benefited from your wonderful fund raising sermons? You know the saying…there’s strength in numbers,” she sneered.

Her husband looked up at her, his face beet red.

“And as for my son’s, I will make it my mission to run this church on till they are old enough to take over themselves, and I’ll make sure they won’t end up in some shit hole preaching to a bunch of skinny wogs,” she hissed at him.

“You evil bitch, I should have divorced you years ago. I’ll go to the police. I’ll go public. I’ll …”

“I dare you, you weakling. You’ll do nothing of the sort. It would disgrace the church and your work would be ruined. No…you’ll never go public. Your sons would carry the stigma the rest of their lives.”

“I’ll pay you. Just leave us alone,” said her husband shrieking.

“Pay me. Pay me. Hahhhhh. That’s a laugh. You’ll pay me? With what? You don’t get it do you? I pay you. Get it? Not one dime gets passed along to anyone unless I ok it. If you want money to throw away on niggers, then I’ll give it to you. After all, we must keep up appearances. But you’ll not waste all our resource’s on your feel good escapades in Ethiopia or where ever the fuck you waste our money,” shouted Beth.

The reverend grabbed the glass of milk and through it against the wall. Beth stood watching the milk drain into the red carpet. A sudden feeling of fear gripped her and she turned and walked out of the room. In the hall, both her son’s bedroom doors closed. They had been listening at their father’s door. Beth immediately walked up to Matt’s door and knocked. She couldn’t help wondering if the potion would really work. No answer came from within so Beth walked in. Her son lay on his bed, staring up at the ceiling.

“Get up and come to your brother’s room,” she snapped.

Matt glared at her.

“I said get up and come with me now,” she shouted.

Reluctantly, the 14 year old got up and followed his mother out into the hall and into his twin’s room opposite. Luke stood beside his bed, his arms folded in a defensive posture. He glared at his mother when she entered.

“There’s no point in talking, mother. We know what you did and it’s disgraceful. How could you?” he asked angrily.

Beth was a little taken aback by her son’s aggressiveness. Then she noticed the empty glass on the night stand. She hadn’t noticed any glass in Matt’s room.

“How dare you speak to me like that,” she said.

“I’m your mother, do you hear me. I’m your mother,” said Beth, feeling tears form in her eyes.

“Why did you steal that money Mother? Luke asked.

“I don’t like your tone, young man,’ she snapped again.

“I don’t like you stealing food from hungry people,” Luke snapped back.

Beth bit her lip. Things weren’t going as well as with her husband. Her sons had always been soft spoken well behaved young men. But something had changed, especially in Luke. She glanced at the glass and wondered if it had something to do with the potion. Her sons weren’t behaving to her with much devotion and love. In fact, they were downright rude to her. She decided on another path.

“I’m sorry boys. I know it must look bad, but your father is not telling the whole truth,” she said in a soft tone.

“What do you mean mother?” asked Matt as he walked to Luke and stood beside him.

Beth felt her mind race in a thousand different directions. She felt like a caged animal trying to escape. It suddenly dawned on Beth that she should tell the truth or the truth as she saw it which off course can be completely different.

“I did redirect some money,”

“Ten million,” replied Luke.

“Ok. Ok. I took ten million and redirected it into investment opportunities. Do you know how much those investments are worth now?” she asked.

“That’s beside the point Mom,” said Matt.

“Poverty kills a child every four seconds Mom,” said Luke.

“Don’t you care about that?” asked Matt.

“I do care,” Beth lied.

“That’s not what you said to Dad earlier,” said Matt.

“Yes. I think you said something about not giving a shit about them,” said Luke with a sneer.

Something was wrong. Beth could sense it. The twins were behaving like they had no inhibitions what so ever. It scared Beth but it also strangely excited her too. Her son’s aggressiveness was exciting to her. Still, this was not what she had paid for. She wanted their love and devotion, not this macho shit. She knew she was loosing this battle but she would not give in yet.

“Look, I use some of the money we get from our charities for investment purposes. It costs money to run a church. It costs money to build a bigger church. I want to build a great church that helps people all over the world. I wanted to build an inheritance for you two so you could carry the church to greater heights. Is that so bad?” she asked.

The twins looked at each other.

“I invested some of the money but it will be returned to the charities. I swear to you,” said Beth with her most sincere face.

The twins looked unconvinced. Beth started to loose her temper.

“Look. Your father would give all our money away and leave us penniless,” she snapped.

“It’s easier for a camel to go through…”

“Don’t quote scripture to me, Matt,” Beth said.

“Do you want to be poor? Hmmm. See how much you like being poor, then lecture me,” she snapped.

She watched the boys eagerly. Their faces showed no emotion. Suddenly, she saw Luke lower his gaze to her body. It was just for a split second, but yes. He was scanning her. She became more aware of her cloths. Her blouse was opened a little too much. She reached up and began to button it up a bit more. Then she saw Matt’s eyes lower themselves to her legs. Beth’s heart began to race.

My God, what’s happening to them, she thought.

“I’m sorry, I’ve disappointed you. I did what I did for you,” she sniffed.

“I just hope one day you boys will understand that,” she said, turning and walking out the door.

She went quickly to her room and closed the door behind her. Resting her back against the door, she took some deep breaths to calm her nerves. Something was wrong with her son’s. It was all going wrong. She went to her bed and lay down. She thought about calling the witch, but she dismissed it. She would have to wait till the potions had time to work properly. In a few moments, Beth fell fast asleep.

Beth awoke suddenly. The room was in total darkness. She looked over at her alarm clock. It was only 9pm. She got up off the bed and turned on the lights. She had been sleeping for nearly 3 hours. She felt refreshed and alert. She thought about her husband in the room next door and the potion that was now hopefully flowing through his body. It was time to test its power. She walked into her clothes room and reached up to the top shelf to retrieve a pink box. A few days earlier she had paid a visit to the local Victoria’s Secret store in town and this was the result. She opened the box and took out the cotton nightie. It was a pink sheer strapless floral merry widow.

Beth held it up against her body and smiled to herself. Then she picked up the sheer thong and silk stockings. She quickly began undressing and slid into the merry widow. She noticed the under wire cups had removable pads and promptly removed them. She then slid into the sheer thong. The material felt good against her cunt and she began to feel her body relax and tune itself to sex. She pulled the silk stockings up her shapely legs and fastened them to the top of her thong. She slid her feet into a pair of high heels and stood admiring herself in the mirror. She liked what she saw and she knew she still had it. She cupped her large breasts and felt giddy at their weight. She went into the bathroom and sprayed her body with her favorite perfume. She was ready.

She stepped quietly into the hall. It was dark like the rest of the house. She could see light under the doors of the twin’s bedrooms but everything was very quiet…too quiet. She stepped towards her husbands room but as she was about to knock, she heard a sound behind her. It was a groan. She turned and looked towards her son’s rooms but there was only silence. Turning back to her husband’s door, she knocked and entered.

The bedside lamps illuminated the room. Her husband was in his bathroom. She could hear the tap running. Beth walked towards the bed and waited for him. He suddenly came out of the bathroom and looked at her. Water dripped from his gaunt face. For a moment there was silence as he looked at her from head to toe. Then he spoke.

“What are you doing?”

Beth could see there was something wrong with her husband.

“Are you all right my dear, you look unwell,” she said timidly.

“Why are you dressed like that,” he asked.

Beth reacted as if she had been slapped in the face. Her husband saw her reaction and a look of pity crossed his face.

“I think it’s too late for that,” he said quietly.

“But dear…’

“I’ve decided to go public Beth,” he said as he walked to his desk.

Beth Moore was stunned.

“You can’t,” she cried.

“I can and I will. It’s the only way Beth. It’s for the good of the church,” he said as he walked up to her and handed her a video tape.

She looked at the tape dumbfounded.

“But you’ll destroy the church,” she cried.

“Then let it be destroyed. It no longer represents God and will soon represent Satan unless I stop it now. Tomorrow I will go public and let the world know what’s been going on behind my back. I’m taking my son’s away from here. I suggest you get a good lawyer,” he said and turned away from her.

Beth was stunned. How could this be happening? It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

“Where’s your proof,” she said angrily.

He walked to his night stand and picked up the report the investigator had prepared for him.

“Here’s the proof,” he said, handing it to his wife.

“It’s a very disturbing document.”

Beth looked at the front page of the report. The investigator’s name was printed on the bottom. Dan Clark. She paged through the 5 page document quickly and what she saw told her Elijah was right. She threw the report on the bed, turned and walked to the door.

“I suggest you watch that video,” her husband said from behind her.

“I hope it makes you understand the terrible thing you’ve done.”

Beth opened the door and turned to her husband.

“Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn,” she said smiling and closed the door behind her.

She leaned against the door and felt her heart racing. It was all over. All her hard work was going to be destroyed by a wannabe martyr. She walked back to her room and slid onto her sofa. It was all over. She thought of the witch and cursed her. She picked up the video and was about to throw it at the wall when she stopped. She stared at it for a moment then she got up and slid it into the vcr and pressed play on the remote.

She walked to her desk and picking up the phone, dialed the witch’s number. The witch’s phone rang and rang but she didn’t answer. Beth slammed down the receiver and cursed the woman. She had betrayed her. Taken her money and ran like the bitch she was. Beth turned and looked at the TV. Her husband’s voice could be heard sermonizing about the need to give as pictures of emaciated people from Africa and South America appeared. Beth watched the video for a few moments. She knew her husband wanted her to feel guilt by watching this. He wanted her to run to him and humiliate herself before him… begging for forgiveness. But as Beth watched the poor wretches she had stolen from, she felt only anger and hatred for her husband and them. She cursed them with all her heart and was about to turn off the TV when she heard a knock on the door.

Beth walked to the door and opened it.

Her sons stood in the hallway. She heard a gasp and immediately realized she was still wearing the merry widow. She turned red with embarrassment. God knows what her sons thought of her now. She quickly withdrew her body behind the door, which she partially closed. She peered out at her sons in the darkness of the hall. She couldn’t see their faces but she knew they must be full of disgust.

“What do you boys want, I’m getting ready for bed?” she said defensively.

“We need to talk with you, Mother,” said Matt in an agonizing voice.

“Matt, are you ok?” asked Beth alarmed.

“Please Mother, we need to…please, let’s talk,” said Luke, his voice sounding strangely different.

Beth felt a mixture of fear and elation. Her sons needed her. They were reaching out to her about something.

“Let me put something on,” said Beth closing the door.

But Luke quickly stuck his foot in the doorway.

Beth peered out at him as the light from her room illuminated his face. A sudden feeling of fear and concern made Beth open the door and her sons barged into her room closing the door behind them.

For a moment, Mother and sons stared at each other. Beth saw how her sons’ eyes devoured her scantily clad body. She should have walked to her dressing room but something in her sons’ faces concerned her so much that she merely stood there.

“My God…What’s wrong? Are you ill?” asked Beth in an agitated voice.

The boys’ chests rose and fell as if they had trouble breathing.

“We feel funny Mother,” said Matt almost in a groan as his eyes lowered themselves down her body.

“Oh my God, you’re sick!” cried Beth as she remembered the witch’s brew and how much more of it she had given her sons than she should have.

“Oh my God, you’re poisoned!” she cried running up to her sons and feeling their foreheads.

“Oh, dear Jesussssss!” she gasped as she felt the heat under her hands.

An arm swung itself around her hips. It was Luke’s. Then Matt took her hand from his head and held it tightly. Beth looked into their eyes and something clicked in her head. Could the potion be working? She immediately thought of her husband.

“Let me check on your father,” she said.

“Noooo!” snapped Luke pulling her toward him.

Matt gave his brother a nasty look and pulled his mother back toward him. For a moment, Beth stared stupefied as the twins glared at each other. Finally she pulled herself away but both boys held onto a hand each.

Beth’s mind began to put things together, but she brushed her thoughts aside defensively. Her heart began to race in her chest due to a mixture of fear and excitement. She saw the twins looking down at her body again, and she began to see light at the end of the tunnel. She smiled at her sons and squeezed their hands. Her mind was moving very fast now as she began to calculate as only a woman could.

“Why, boys I’m confused. Just a few hours ago you were taking your father’s side against me. Have you changed your attitudes? she asked slyly.

She looked at Luke who had been the most vociferous of the two, as he always was. But Luke merely grinned at her as his eyes fell onto her bosom.

“We’re sorry Mom,” said Matt in a pleading tone.

“Yeah Mom,” said Luke. “We’re sorry.”

Beth began to plot her moves carefully. Her sons were the keys to her survival and she felt her heart race with elation. Could the witch’s potion be working? Could she win her sons’ love and devotion? She thought about her husband and the spilled milk soaking into his bedroom carpet. If the potion was working, it would take longer with him because he drank less. Yes. That was it. She would give her husband more time and stay with her sons to test the potion’s power. A strange confidence flowed over her, but she instinctively moved into a defensive mode.

“Well, I think it’s too late for being sorry,” she pouted trying to break her hands free.

Matt reluctantly let her hand go. Luke continued holding her other hand firmly. Beth looked at him quickly and saw his eyes on her bosom.

“Perhaps I should change,” she said quietly.

“Nooooo Mom!” they replied in unison.

Beth instinctively blushed.

“Well, I shouldn’t be dressed like this in front of my own sons,” she smiled.

“Was that for dad?” asked Luke in a tone she didn’t care for.

She pulled her hand from his tight grip and walked toward her dressing room. She heard someone snap their fingers and suddenly both boys rushed passed her and blocked the dressing room door.

“Please mom, don’t change. You look so nice,” said Matt breathlessly.

“Yes, Mom. You look great,” replied Luke.

Beth felt her spine tingle. Part of her mind began to react negatively to her sons’ behavior but another part saw opportunity. She couldn’t resist.

“Well, I’m glad somebody appreciates it. Your father certainly doesn’t she said, turning and walking slowly to the window.

It was a deliberate move and it shocked her. She knew her sons would be looking at her ass and she heard a gasp behind her as she reached the window. She heard the boys come up quickly behind her. She trembled as her mind moved quickly.

“Your father doesn’t appreciate what I’ve done for him,” she said sternly as she turned from the window.

Again she saw her sons’ eyes devour her body, but she pushed it out of her mind and sped onward.

“And, my sons, don’t appreciate me either.”

“We appreciate you, Mom,” said Matt quickly.

Beth looked at Luke.

“What about you, Luke? Do you appreciate me?” she asked.

Luke grinned at her.

“Sure, Mom,” he said in a low voice.

“Hmmmm, I wonder,” she said catching sight of the TV.

She walked past them to the coffee table and bent down to pick up the remote. She heard a grunt behind her, but ignored it and slid onto the sofa. She raised the volume on the TV until the sound of her husband’s voice filled the room.

“Poverty kills a child every 4 seconds. We need your contributions. Please give.”

Beth lay back on the sofa and crossed her legs. She looked up at her sons.

“Do you hear that, boys? Poverty kills a child every 4 seconds. Your father wanted me to watch this as punishment,” she said, looking back at the TV.

“Is he sending you away, Mom?” asked Matt in an agitated voice.

“What do you think?” she said.

“Turn that off, Mom,” said Luke.

She looked up at his agitated face.

“Does it bother you, Luke?” she asked.

“No,” he said.

“What about you, Matt?” she asked.

“I’m sure you didn’t mean it,” he gasped.

She looked at her sons and knew she was on the right path. She had to survive. She had to.

“I did mean it, Matt,” she said quietly.

She waited for her son to say something but he was silent.

“We don’t care!” snapped Luke.

She looked up at him and his face scared her, but she kept plugging ahead. She couldn’t stop now. She had to keep going.

“Is that right, Matt?” she asked.

Matt looked down at her and she could tell he was struggling with her question. Then his tongue slid out of his mouth and slid against his upper lip. Beth knew in her mind what was going on now. She couldn’t help but realize what the witch’s potion was doing to her sons. She knew she’d been had, and she silently cursed the woman, but she also felt tremendous excitement at what was about to happen. She tapped the sofa on either side of her and the boys rushed to sit down beside her. She felt their excitement and began to feel light headed. She stared at the TV screen as her husbands voice pleaded for contributions for the poor wretches whose skeletons passed before the camera. She waited to see how long it would hold her sons attention. It didn’t take long. She could feel their eyes on her now, but she stared straight ahead.

“A Mother must do what’s best for her childrens’ survival. I did what I had to do, to help build your futures. Because of me, you’ll have an empire worth hundreds of millions of dollars if your father doesn’t give it all away,” she said, reaching out for her sons’ hands.

She felt her heart racing as the heat from the twins raced up her arms. Beth took a deep breath and continued to talk.

“You know your father wants to give everything we have worked for away to these niggers. He wants to get rid of me too. You boys must make a decision. You’re adults now. In my mind, you’re the men of the house now,” she said quietly

She could feel her sons’ eyes on her now. She stared straight ahead, afraid to look at them.

Suddenly, she felt Matt lean against her. He pulled his hand from hers and slid it onto her thigh. Though shocked by her son’s audacity, she fought hard to remain cool. Then she felt Luke pull his hand free of hers and place it high on her other thigh. She let out a little gasp and in her mind she knew what the potion was doing to her sons. She knew she had been tricked by the witch, but it was too late to do anything. She knew that she had to let everything happen as the witch had planned if she wanted to survive. She continued to stare at the TV screen as her husband spoke.

Today, at least 35,615 of our brother and sisters died of the worst possible death, starvation. Somewhere around 85% of these starvation deaths occur in children five years of age or younger. Why are we letting at least 30,273 of the most beautiful children die the worst possible death every day? Every 2.43 seconds another one of our fellow brothers and sisters dies of starvation. Starvation doesn’t just happen some days. It happens every day, 365 days per year, 24 hours per day, it never stops.

Beth watched the horrible pictures of the starving multitudes as she felt the warmth of her sons’ hands on her thighs. Despite her shock at what was happening, she couldn’t help but feel a certain triumph.

“You boys seem more interested in me than in those poor niggers,” she said grinning.

She heard Matt groan. His need made her cunt quiver with pleasure. My God, she thought. It’s really going to happen. It’s really going to happen. Just then, her husband appeared on the screen.

“Look boys!! Your father demands your attention,” Beth said, her voice cracking with tension.

She turned up the volume with the remote until her husband’s voice boomed from the TV. She saw the twins turn their heads toward the TV. She glanced to her right and saw Matt. His face was red and his chest rose in agitation. She looked back at the TV.

“Matt, sweetie, did you lock the door?” she whispered.

“Noooo, Mom,” he grunted.

“Then I suggest you lock it now,” she whispered.

For a moment, her son made no move. Then he flew off the sofa and ran to the door, locking it. He ran back to her and slid his hand back onto her thigh. The number 35,615 is a conservatively low number for daily deaths due to starvation. A few seconds after this proclamation from her righteous husband, Beth felt her thighs being pulled apart. Her chest rose with passion. She didn’t fight it. In fact she welcomed it. If we were to add the other two leading ways the poorest of the poor in our world die, water borne diseases and AIDS, we may be approaching a daily body count of 100,000 deaths. A hand, Luke’s hand, slid onto her left breast and began to squeeze it.

“Oh Jesusssss!” she thought.

Matt quickly followed his brother’s lead and took command of her right breast. Beth felt her cunt boil like it had never boiled before. Yes, perhaps upwards of 100,000 people per day are needlessly dying on Earth. These deaths are mostly from the greed of a very few, but the rest of us are not changing it. Beth didn’t dare look at her son’s as they squeezed her tits and thighs. Suddenly, Luke’s hand slit up and cupped her thong covered cunt. Beth gasped and looked at him. She was shocked by what she saw. Pure unadulterated lust covered his face. He grinned wickedly at her. And then he spoke.

“We love you, mom.”

“So I see,” she groaned.

Then she felt Matt pull the soft material of her merry widow off her right breast. She turned to him and his face was covered with the same mask of wicked lust as his brother. He stared down at her naked breast tipped with a very hard brown nipple. She saw him lick his lips.

Rev Moore’s voice continued droning, “Or it wouldn’t be happening, now would it? And lest we forget…most of these deaths are of children five years of age and under.”

Beth couldn’t resist.

“Is Mommy’s little baby hungry?” she cooed in the voice of a mother talking to her infant.

Matt stared at her for a second and she could see bewilderment in his young eyes. Then, he grunted and dove his head down onto her breast, sucking her hard nipple into his ravenous mouth. Beth moaned aloud but it was drowned out by her husband’s booming voice. Her cunt began to ooze cum under Luke’s hand. She looked up at him and he growled as he felt the wetness under her silk thong. Without hesitation, he pulled the silk material aside with a violent tug of his hand. She watched him staring down at her cunt. Her husband’s voice boomed out of the TV as his son stared at the naked cunt of his mother. The obscenity of it made her head swoon.

“Every second, approximately one person needlessly dies from starvation, water borne diseases or AIDS.”

Luke dove his head down and with a loud grunt he began to suck and lick his mother’s cunt.

“Ughhhhhhhhhhh,” Beth grunted as her ass flew off the sofa, pushing her dripping succulent cunt against her son’s greedy mouth.

“Ughhhhhh…Ahhhhhhhh,” Luke groaned as he ate his mother’s warm, wet cunt.

Beth’s mouth opened wide in a silent scream. She was cumming. Beside her, Matt sucked hard on her tit until he realized she had two. Reaching across with his hand he practically tore the material off her right breast and glued his greedy mouth onto her hard brown nipple.

This was too much for Beth. It had been years since her husband had touched her and never had he touched her like this! Years of sexual frustration welled up in her, the preacher’s wife screamed out, drunk with the power of a ferocious climax.

Both Luke and Matt halted their wicked feeding frenzy to watch their mother’s body wriggle and shake with uncontrollable lust.

But they didn’t wait long. Their need was greater than their mother’s. They, after all, had never had sex and the need inside them due to the witch’s potion was unbearable. Luke stood up quickly and began to take off his basketball shorts and t shirt. Matt got off the sofa and quickly did the same. Beth opened her eyes to see her twins standing naked before her, stroking their huge cocks.

“My sweet Jesussssssssss!” she groaned when she witnessed the size of her sons’ organs.

The boys grinned down at her, without the slightest tint of shame. Their eyes glistened with a ferocious hunger. For a moment, Beth became afraid. But as she glared down between her sons’ legs, her body began to react as any woman’s would under those circumstances. Her cunt began to boil with fuck again. Luke made a move toward her, but he stepped on the TV remote and the room became deafly silent except for the heavy breathing of the boys and their mother.

“Fuck!!!” snapped Luke.

“Turn it on!!!” Matt groaned.

Luke growled as he bent down and picked up the remote. He turned and walked toward the TV. Pointing the remote at it, he restarted the tape. His father’s voice filled the room once again.

“In Kenya, people are dying from starvation and disease every minute. We may not be able to help everyone, but with every prayer, with every donation, and with every medical mission team we are able to send, we are making a difference in the lives of the people of Kenya.”

Luke turned back to his mother with a grin on his face. His grin left him quickly when he saw what his twin brother was doing..

“Fucking bastard!”

Matt was pulling his mother’s legs apart, as he positioned himself between them. Beth felt the cock of her son push against her cunt and she groaned as Matt’s cock head began to spread her cunt obscenely wide. Just as she felt Matt’s large hands clasp themselves onto her hips, she felt a void inside her cunt. Matt was being dragged back onto the floor by his brother.

“Fucker!!!” yelled Matt.

“This was my idea!” Luke glared down at him.

“I’ve wanted to fuck her for years!” yelled Matt.

“So have I!” yelled Luke, as he turned back to his spread wide mom on the sofa.

Beth was shocked by her sons’ incestuous confessions. Could they really have wanted to fuck her before taking the witch’s brew? Beth found the idea unbearably exciting as she lay spread before her two children as they fought for her body. Luke walked toward her and positioned his body over her spread form.

“What am I going to do?” yelled his brother from behind.

“Watch fucking TV,” grunted Luke as he slid his cock head inside his mother’s cunt.

“Aghhhhhhhhhhhhh,” groaned Beth as she felt her cunt being spread wide by her wicked son.

“Ughhhhhhhhhhhh,” grunted Luke as he felt his mothers tight cunt lips spread out around his throbbing purple cock head.

“My Godddddd!” thought Beth. “It’s really happening. It’s so easyyyyyyyyy.”

Behind them, Matt turned to the TV as his father continued to speak about the plight of the starving wretches on the screen.

“You may not be able to do all that you would like to do, but you can make a difference! You can PRAY for the people of Kenya. You can GIVE so that they might receive medical and educational supplies and training.   Support my organization where you can hear first-hand about the people you have helped, and where 100% of all donations go directly to help the people of Kenya.”

Matt turned quickly and walked up to his brother and mother. He gasped when he saw that his brother now had half of his prick inside her. He held his massive cock in his hands and began to frig himself as he watched the incestuous connection below.

“Fuck!! Hurry up, Luke,” he snorted.

“Oh Christtttttt, she’s so fucking tight!” yelled Luke as he slid his cock slowly out of his mother’s hot cunt.

“Dad won’t fuck her,” he grinned as he slid his cock back inside her with a violent thrust of his hips.

Beth moaned like a bitch in heat as she felt her son’s cock slid up her cunt to the hilt, his huge bloated balls nestling tightly against her wet ass hole.

“The increasing rates of poverty in Africa, south Asia, and Eastern Europe, and the fact that we could give more to the poor, without thereby sacrificing anything of comparable moral significance, signify to me that we do have a moral obligation to help those less fortunate than ourselves,” the Rev. Moore continued to exhort.

For a moment, Luke soaked inside his mother as he tried to gain control of his balls and prick.

“Hurrryyy uppppp!” Matt shouted as he stroked his own throbbing organ.

“Idiot!! Take her fucking mouth,” Luke groaned.

Beth’s heart raced inside her chest as she saw her son’s eyes light up. A wicked grin crossed his face and he quickly knelt down on the sofa pointing his dripping cock at her mouth.

“Suck meeeee mom!” he groaned as he pushed his dripping cock head against his mother’s mouth.

For a brief instant, Beth resisted. She had never sucked a cock before and her womanly pride made her close her lips tightly, though she didn’t turn her head away.

But then Luke began to slide his cock back and forth inside her cunt and Beth had no choice but to give voice to her passion. A half groan escaped from her before she felt the hot cock meat of her son slide into her mouth, making her cheeks bulge.

“Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh,” Matt groaned.

“Ohhhhhh Jesusssss fucking Christtttt!!!” he yelled as he turned his face to the ceiling and buried nearly half his cock inside his mother’s warm mouth.

Elijah Moore’s taped sermon continued, “According to the ‘State of the World’s Children 2001,’ a child born today in the developing world has a 4 out of 10 chance of living in extreme poverty. Absolute poverty is poverty by any standard. [It] is life at the very margin of existence. Confronted with malnutrition, illiteracy, disease, squalid surroundings, high infant mortality, and life expectancy beneath any reasonable definition of human decency, those in absolute poverty struggle merely to survive. Some 1.2 billion people, almost one-fifth of humanity, in fact, subsist on less than a dollar a day. If two dollars were set as the absolute poverty line, nearly half the world’s population would be destitute.”

Beth felt stuffed full of cock meat for the first time in her life. Her body began to react to her sons’ organs and she was soon humping her ass up from the sofa in fine style at Luke.

Poor Luke began to react as only a boy could do. Though he tried to hold on for dear life, he was losing the battle to hold his sperm inside his balls. He quickly picked up speed and he began to fuck his mother with long brutal strokes of his throbbing prick.

“Ughhhhhhhhhh….fuckkkkkkkkkkk!!!” he roared as his balls slammed into his mothers hot ass hole.

He looked down at his mother’s face as he fucked her brutally. Her mouth was filled to the brim with his brother’s cock meat and Matt wasn’t holding back anything either. He thrust his dripping cock into his mother’s hot mouth with a passion equaling his brother.

For Beth, this was a wonderful triumph. She had won her son’s back and her mind began to turn back to her husband. She wondered if the witch’s potion could do the same for Elijah, but as she listened to her husbands droning voice in the background, something told her this wasn’t going to be the case and another horrible thought entered her head.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!” Luke screamed as he felt his cum boiling up through his throbbing cock meat. He clasped his mother’s hips tightly, as if afraid she would escape his clutches and drove his cock up her till his balls slammed against her wet ass hole.

“Ughhhhhhhhhh…ohhhhhhh shittttttttttt,” he growled as his cock began spurting wad after wad of his creamy sperm into her cunt.

Beth felt her body react as any good mother’s would. She thrust her hips up against her son and milked his cock with her wicked cunt until she felt another climax cum upon her.

Matt had hoped he could hold himself back until Luke was finished so he could take his brother’s place in his mother’s hot cunt. But being inexperienced, he had not counted on the power of a woman’s mouth to bring a cock to boil. Matt was soon boiling over. He was now holding his mother’s head in both hands as he fucked her mouth with long hard strokes.

Beth tried to scream as her climax overtook her, but with a mouth full of cock, only muffled groaning was heard. Matt felt his mother’s head pull backward as her body shook with the power of her orgasm. But he would have none of it. He held her head tightly as he fucked her mouth with brazen bravado until he could hold back no longer.

“Ughhhhhhhhhh,” he groaned as he began shooting his hot cum into his mother’s mouth.

“Ohhhhh Jesusssssssssss!” he roared as he pumped his cum into her mouth and down her throat.

Beth swallowed all her son had to offer. Like many women who had tasted the forbidden fruit of cock sucking for the first time, she found she quite liked it. She lay still, listening to her husband preach about how it was better to give than receive. She knew better, though. Beth Moore definitely knew better.

Luke lay collapsed on his mother’s belly while Matt fell down over her head. All three lay still for many minutes, trying to come back up for air after their crushing climax. It was Beth who noticed first.

Her sons were still hard. Very hard. She began to milk Luke’s cock with her cunt, and Matt’s with her mouth. The boys were soon wide awake.

“Did you enjoy Mommy?” she asked seductively as she slid her mouth off Matt’s cock making a loud pop.

Luke answered by groaning as he began feasting on her tits while he started to slow fuck her cunt.

Matt felt his cock being sucked hard by his mother. He grunted and began to drive his cock in and out of her succulent mouth.

“I want her cunttttt!” he growled at his brother.

“I’m not finished with it,” snapped Luke.

“You had your chance!” Matt cried.

Beth felt a tremendous excitement as she listened to her boys fight over her. Her cunt throbbed with the wicked obscenity of it all.

Luke was fucking her hard again, but she felt sorry for Matt. She quickly pulled her mouth off of her son’s cock.

“Mommmm!!” Matt shouted.

“Do you want to fuck Mommy’s mouth or Mommy’s cunt? Make your mind up!” she snapped at him.

For a moment both boys looked shocked at her. They had never heard their mother use such language before.

“Well, young man?” asked Beth.

Luke answered by fucking her harder and faster.

“Ohhhhh Jesussssss! Fuck me!!!” Beth yelled.

“Luke!!” Matt yelled.

“Ughhhhh. Watch some fucking TV.” groaned Luke.

“Fucker!” roared Matt.

Beth wanted to stop her eldest son, but she couldn’t. Her legs were already locking themselves on his back as he fucked his cock in and out of her pussy.

“Greedy fucker. Fill meeeee!” she gasped.

“Like mother, like son,” Luke grunted as he raised himself up on his hands to get a steeper angle into his mother’s cunt.

“Matt, you cccaannnn uhmph….fffuuuccck….ahhhh…. meeeeeee….”

Beth couldn’t finish her sentence. Matt, frustrated at having to wait for his brother, grabbed his mother by her beautiful red hair and drove his thick, steel like cock into her mouth.

“Suck meeeeee! Suck meeeeeee, Mom!” he yelled. Beth sucked her son’s huge cock down her throat as he brutally fucked her mouth.

Luke was fucking her with long steady strokes of his cock. He bent his head down and sucked on his mom’s nipples with a greedy hunger.

“Aghhhhhh, Mom! Jesus Fuckkkkkkk!,” Luke yelled. “This is fucking great! I love you Mom!”

“Ughhhhhhhh! Me tooo, Mom!” Matt hissed as he drove his massive cock in and out of his mother’s mouth.

“Umppppp…uuuhhhhhhh,” moaned Beth, which is all the pastor’s wife could do with her mouth full of her son’s cock.

Matt and Luke were lasting longer this time around, but both began to feel the pressure in their balls build again. Luke began to fuck his mother’s mouth like his life depended on it. Meanwhile, his brother Luke began to fuck his mother so hard that the sofa began to move across the floor. Every time he drove his cock into his mother, balls deep, she grunted around Matt’s cock. It drove Luke mad with lust.

Beth wrapped her legs tightly around Luke’s back, pulling her son’s body with the heels of her pretty feet, as he pumped his cock meat into her. She suddenly felt him straighten his body against her. He was going to cum again. She tried to pull her mouth off of Matt’s cock, but he quickly sensed her pulling back and gripped her head tightly.

“Ughhhhhhh,” grunted Luke as he slammed his cock deep into his mother and began to spurt wad after wad of his cock cream into his birth place.

“Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuccccccccckkkk!,” he screamed.

Beth felt her body begin to tremor with the rise of another orgasm. She desperately pushed Matt away from her and came up for air.

“Ohhhhhhh Jesussssssssss!” she groaned. “Jessssusss! Fill me! Fill meeee! Fillll meeeeeeee!”   Luke arched his back, and turned his face to the ceiling as he made a valiant effort to accede to his mother’s wishes.

Matt looked down at his brother’s strained body and realized that he would soon be done. He was close to cumming himself. A few more minutes and he would spurt. He was determined it would be inside his mother’s hot cunt.

He waited in agony as his brother finally stopped spurting his cum inside Beth’s cunt. Luke collapsed on top of his mother whose ass kept humping upwards. She looked up at Matt with a desperate want in her eyes and he knew what he had to do.

Matt jumped off the sofa and pulled his brothers body backwards onto the floor. He watched in awe as his mother’s hips humped up at him. Her hand slid to her cunt and a wicked finger began sliding over her clit flesh.

“Fuckkkkkkk meeeeeee! Fuckkkkkk Mommy!” Beth roared.

“In the name of God, fuck meeeeeeeeee!”

Matt didn’t hesitate a second. He couldn’t afford too. He knew his cock would spurt all on its own. He climbed between his mother’s spread wide thighs and her hand clasped his throbbing cock. Matt growled with lust as he felt his cock head slide into the hot flesh of his mother’s cunt. He heard his mother scream.

“Make me cummmmm! Make me cummmmmmmm!” Beth’s plea turned into a delirious chant.

Matt clasped her hips tightly in his hands and drove his hips forward, burying his entire cock right up her cunt until his balls pressed hard against her asshole.

“Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” he grunted, feeling the wonderful embrace of his mother’s clasping cunt on his throbbing cock.

Matt didn’t have much time to experience his mother’s hot cunt. She was already heaving her wanton hips up at him in a frenzied fucking motion. He felt his balls contract and Matt knew he wouldn’t last. He began to fuck her with brutal strokes, matching the cadence of his mother’s chanting.

“Yessssss!.Yessssss Yessssssss!” screamed Beth as her youngest son fucked her violently.

She had kept her finger on her clit and now she knew they would cum together.

Matt thrust seven times into her and then he felt his balls contract for the final time. He drove himself into his mother as deeply as he could and held her still as he shot his scalding cock cream into her womb.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhh!” he groaned.

“Ohhhhhhh!   Eeeeeeeeeeee…ahhhhhhhh! Shitttttttt!” screamed Beth as her orgasm arrived with a bang.

Matt felt her hands clasp his ass tightly drawing every inch of him into his birthplace. Then he collapsed on top of her and lap still in her loving embrace.

Beth lay sprawled on the sofa with her son’s head between her tits. Gradually, she came back down from her orgasmic heights and her brain began to kick into high gear. She heard her husband’s voice on the TV as he went on and on about charity. The idea she had before came back and she began to feel uneasy. The witch had tricked her. It had turned out to be a wonderful trick. She had her sons’ devotion and love. Of that she was sure. But, what else did the witch have up her sleeve? She looked at the TV screen as her husband talked about saving the poor of the world. Beth realized her husband would never do what her sons had done. They had lusted after her all this time. The potion had merely eradicated their inhibitions. Her husband was another story.

“Malnutrition is a significant factor in approximately 16 million deaths a year, or about one-third of all deaths. If the world’s food supplies were evenly distributed, there would be enough for every human being to meet minimum needs.”

Her husband would need a much stronger potion. The witch was powerful, and Beth knew she would need the witch’s power again. She was addicted. She knew from whom the witch’s power came but it didn’t matter to Beth. She believed in corruption and always had. Her sons’ fall had only reinforced her ideas about good and evil. Her husband had always said that one was weakness personified and the other was strength. As her son’s cock slid out of her cunt, Beth knew in her heart that her husband was weak.

Luke climbed up from the floor and pulled his brother off his mother.

“Typical. No staying power,” he laughed as he stared down at his brother. He turned to his mother and stroked his huge cock.

“My God, your insatiable,” said Beth, amazed at her son’s cock.

“So am I, Mom,” said Matt dragging himself off the floor and standing beside his brother with an equally stiff cock.

Beth’s mouth and cunt watered at the sight of her sons’ cock meat and she wanted to sample more sex but there was something else she wanted to do first.

“I have to check on your father,” she said.

“Nooooo, Mom,” snapped Luke.

“Yeah. No way, Mom,” said Matt.

“Boys, why don’t you want me to go to your father?” asked Beth, seeing another chance to reinforce her control over her sons.

“Stay with us, mom!! said Matt as he slid onto the sofa beside her and grabbed her tits.

Beth felt her cunt throb with wickedness.

Luke slid down on the other side of her and slid his hand onto her cunt.

“Jesussssssss, you boys aren’t like your Dad,” she hissed. She slid her hands onto her sons’ cocks and began to stroke them

“Dad doesn’t fuck you mom, does he?” asked Luke as he slid a finger into Beth’s cunt.

“Uggggggghhhh, you wicked boy. You sound happy about thatttttt,” said Beth in a broken voice.

“Fuck us, mom!!” said Matt as he bent his head down and sucked on her hard nipple.

Beth felt her head swim with lust. But she had work to do.

“Your father wants to send me away,” she gasped as her hands stroked her sons’ rampant cocks.

“Fuck himmmm,” grunted Luke as he began to finger fuck Beth’s cunt.

“But you told me not too,” she giggled as she slid off the sofa to the floor. “What are we going to do about him?” she hissed as she slid her mouth onto Luke’s throbbing cock.

“Ughhhhhhhh fuckkkkk himmmmm to hell!” gasped Luke as he trust his hips up at her. “Ohhhhhh shittttttttt,” he groaned as his mother slid her mouth down over his cock.

“Me too, Mom!!” said Matt impatiently.

Beth slid off Luke’s cock and took Matt’s cock deeply into her wanton mouth. “Aghhhhh shitttttt,” he groaned as his mother glued her lips tightly to his cock meat.

Beth sucked him hard for a minute or two before she released him and slid back down on Luke.

“Dad’s an assholeeeee,” gasped Luke.

“Yeahhhhh. He’s a fucking loser,” said Matt.

Beth slid off Luke and licked his tight bloated balls.

“Ahhhhhhh yeahhhhhhh,” he groaned.

“Mommmmm,” Matt groaned.

Beth stopped lapping Luke’s balls and moved her wicked tongue onto Matt’s hard aching balls.

“Ughhhhhhhh, that feels goodddddddd,” said Matt, who was in seventh heaven.

Suddenly, Luke got up off the sofa and knelt down behind his mother. He pulled her ass cheeks apart and began licking her cunt.

“Ughhhhhhh, that’s so gooddddddd. Fuckkkk yeahhhhhh,” Beth groaned.

Then Luke began licking her asshole and Beth shivered with wanton pleasure. “Ohhhhhh Jesussssssss fuckinggg Christttttt,!” she gasped.

Matt grabbed her by the hair and forced his cock into her wet hot mouth. “What’s he doing?” gasped Matt as he began to fuck his mother’s mouth brutally with his cock.

Beth couldn’t very well answer, so Matt leaned down over her back to witness his brother’s work first hand. “Ohhhhh shitttttt,!” yelled Matt when he saw his brother’s tongue sliding into Beth’s asshole.

“Ughhhhhhhhhhhh,” groaned Beth around her son’s cock.

“Jesussssss fucking Christtttttt!” yelled Matt.

“I want some of that!!” yelled Matt, beside himself with lust.

Luke looked up at his brother as he tongued his mother’ asshole and flipped him the finger.

“Mommmm!” screamed Matt.

“Ughhhhhhhh,” groaned Beth in answer.

Luke suddenly pulled his tongue from his mother’s asshole and climbed up over her back. Beth knew what he was going to do and she tried to move away from him, but she was held in place by his powerful hands.

“Holy shitttttt!” yelled Matt. “Are you…?”

“Fuckkkkk yeahhhhh,” groaned Luke as he pushed his dripping cock head against his mother’s hot asshole. “Fuckkkkk yeahhhhhhhhhhh!” he yelled as his cock began to spread Beth’s ass hole apart.

Beth felt her ass hole being reamed for the first time in her life and her feelings were mixed. She fought to pull her mouth off of Matt’s now rampant cock.

“Uggggg Jesusssssss, Lukeeeeeey!” she cried out as she finally forced her head off of Matt’s disappointed cock.

“Ohhh, Jesus Godddddd! she yelled as Luke’s cock head slid into her ass.

Before she could say another word though, her mouth was refilled with cock meat as Matt thrust deeply into her.

“Fuckkkkk. Fuckkkk. Fuckk her ass!” he yelled to his brother.

Luke had every intention of doing just that. He held his mother’s hips tightly as he gasped for breath.

“Ohhhh Jesusssssss! Ahe’s tight,” he groaned.

“I’m next!!” Matt grunted as he shoved his cock into his mother’s mouth.

“Ahhhhhhh Christ, it’s so hottttttt,” groaned Luke. His cock was only a quarter of the way inside his mother’s ass by now, but he knew he would never make it in all the way. With a loud groan, he held himself very still.

Matt looked at his brother and knew immediately.

“I’m after you, Luke.”

“Shut the fuck uppppp! Ohhhhhhh, Goddddddddd!” groaned Luke.

“He’s cumming. Ha ha ha! He’s gonna cummmmm. Milk him, Mommmmmmm,!” Matt cried, his eyes blazing with greedy need.

Beth slid a hand down to her cunt and quickly inserted two fingers inside her self. She was now on fire like she had never been before. Her son’s cock was throbbing inside her ass and she knew he was going to blow. She sucked hard on Matt’s cock but suddenly he withdrew from her mouth and slid off the sofa.

“Ohhhhhhh sweet Jesussssssss! Shit. Oh shit fuck!” she yelled as she clenched her ass canal down on her son’s cock.

This was the final straw for Luke. He had tried desperately to hold his cum so he could bore into his mom’s ass to the balls, but when he felt her milking his cock he knew he was done. He felt his boiling cock cream surge up from his aching balls and all he could do was clasp her hips tightly and make one violent trust into her ass.

“Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” he yelled out as his spurting cock wedged itself half way up his mother’s ass, gushing thick creamy sperm into her bowels.

“Ohhhhh Godddddddddddddd! Ohhhhhhhhh Jesussssss Christttttttttt!” roared Beth as she felt her son’s life source shooting into her ass.

“Holy shit!” yelled Matt as he watched his brother’s body strain and collapse over his mother’s back. Afraid his brother would remain hard inside his mother’s ass, he pulled him backward violently. Luke’s semi hard cock slid out of his mother’s ass with a loud plop and he was dragged backward. Matt stared down at his mother’s well rounded ass. His brother’s sperm flowed from her asshole and Matt groaned with wicked lust.

“Now, it’s my turn,” he grunted. “You can watch TV now, brother,” he hissed as he spread his mother’s ass apart.

 

 

Beth never felt as excited as she did now. Her whole body was alight with wicked fuck. She was being fucked every which way by her loving sons and she loved it. Her mind was brimming with wickedness. She couldn’t help but test her sons’ resolve again.

“Lets both watch TV,” she gasped, turning on all fours and crawling towards the TV set.

“Fuckkkkkkkk yehhhhhhhhh,” Matt groaned as he watched his mother spread her ass apart with her hands.

Matt got down on his knees behind her and pressed his mouth to his mother’s dripping asshole. The move shocked his mother who didn’t expect him to do such a thing. Especially not after his brother had just shot into her. Matt didn’t mind tasting his brother’s cum. He didn’t care about anything except fucking his mom’s ass.

Beth looked at her other son with glazed eyes as he recovered from his last bout. She beckoned him over. He grinned at her and crawled over to her. She gestured for him to lie down on his back. Then she crawled up over him.

For a second, Matt thought his mother was rejecting him for his brother. Then he saw her slender hand take hold of Luke’s now erect cock and slid it inside her cunt. He knew then what his mother had in mind and he dove back down to lick her ass some more.

“Matt, finish what your brother started. Quickly,” said Beth in a voice saturated with fuck.

“Ughhhhhhhhh!” roared Matt as he straightened himself up behind his mother and pushed the head of his bloated cock against her tight well lubricated ass.

“Ohhhhhhh, Goddddddd,” Beth hissed as she felt Matt open her up and slid inside.

“Ohhhhhh fuckkkkkkk,!” cried Matt.

“Tight, ehhh?”laughed his brother as he slid his cock inside his mother to the balls.

“Ohhhhhh, God! Easy, Matt, easy” Beth groaned.

Matt clasped his mother’s hips tightly and pushed gently inside her ass. The heat and tightness nearly overwhelmed him and he had to stop like his brother to prevent himself from cumming.

“He’s gonna cummmmmm,! yelled Luke as he humped up at his mother.

“Fuck you,” Matt groaned.

” No. Fuck me!” laughed Beth as she experienced double penetration for the first time. She looked at the TV and saw her husband’s face again.

“So boys, do you think charity begins at home?” she hissed.

Matt looked at his father on the TV and laughed. He focused his attention on one upping his brother. He felt himself relax and pushed against her ass on till almost half his cock impaled her. He could feel his brother’s cock throbbing on the other side of the thin membrane that separated Beth’s ass from her cunt.

“Jesusssssss fucking Christtttt. DP rocks!” he shouted as his mother’s ass pushed back at him. Matt withdrew his cock a little and then trust violently into his mom’s ass. This time his cock slid right up her to the balls and Matt had achieved his objective. He was balls deep inside his mother’s ass.

“Ughhhhhhhhhhh, I’mmmmm in her assssss,” he groaned at his brother.

“Not for long,” grunted Luke.

“Fuck you,” gasped Matt as he held still inside Beth’s ass.

Beth stared at the TV now as she felt her sons’ cock meat soak inside both her wicked holes. This was more than she could have hoped for. The witch had made her son’s mother fuckers but that was more than alright with Beth. They would never go against her now, but her husband was another matter. She wondered what was going on inside his room now.

“Stay still. For Christ’s sake,” she gasped. “Stay fucking still.”

Matt was more than willing to stay still inside his mom’s ass. The delicious sensation provided to his throbbing cock by her tight hot ass was too much for him to handle for long. He wanted to show his manhood by displaying staying power in the tightest and hottest of places. Beneath him, Beth was experiencing something most women could only dream off; the full feeling of being totally stuffed with stiff hard cock. The sensation nearly drove her mad with obscene delight. She could feel her childrens’ cocks throbbing inside her and she bent her head down and kissed Luke, sliding her wanton tongue into his mouth.

“Ughhhhhhhh,” Luke grunted, as he tried to slam his hips into her.

Behind her, Matt felt her ass contract on his throbbing cock and he groaned with incestuous pleasure. “Ohhhh mommmm.”

“Fuck me!!” Beth gasped. “Fuck meeeeeeee!!”

“Fuck her!” yelled Luke beneath her body. “Move your fucking ass!” he yelled at his brother.

Matt realized the soaking period was over. It was now time to fuck. Slowly, he began to withdraw his throbbing cock from his mother’s asshole. Leaving just the purple bloated head of his dripping cock inside her tight ass, he reached under her belly and grabbed hold of her large tits. Then, he trust hard into her again, sending his cock meat deep into her ass.

“Ohhhhhhhh fuckkkkkk,!” yelled Beth.

Beneath her, Luke glued his greedy mouth to her left nipple and sucked unmercifully. He could only fuck about a quarter of his cock in and out of her, so he pulled her forward over his belly.

“Move up, mom,” he groaned.

Beth felt her self being pulled upwards on Luke’s body so he could free his hips under her. Now Luke had more cock room and began to brutally trust into her cunt. Matt saw his mother’s ass shaking with the ferocity of Luke’s assault and he rose to the challenge. He began to fuck his mom’s ass with equally brutal strokes.   Then the phone rang.

Immediately, mother and sons froze and looked at the phone on the nearby desk. Beth knew who it was. She tried to get up but neither of the twins would have it.

“Please let me answer that,” she pleaded.

“Here mom,” said Matt pulling the cord of the phone towards them until the phone crashed to the floor.

Beth grabbed the receiver and spoke.

“Hello?”

“Is everything alright?” asked the witch at the other end.

Beth felt her heart skip a beat. A certain part of her felt anger at the witch but she knew she could not speak freely in front of her twins.

“Yes. Everything is ok,” Beth answered.

“Are they with you now?” asked the witch.

Beth giggled.

“What do you think?”

“Good. You wanted the love and devotion of your sons and now you have it. Isn’t that right?” asked the witch.

Beth felt her eldest twin begin to slide his cock inside her cunt. She looked down at him and shook her head. But he ignored her and began to quicken his fuck tempo. Beth gasped as Matt took the signal from his brother and began to slide his cock in and out of her ravaged ass.

“Sounds like you have everything under control,” said the witch.

“Yessssssss, everything’s under control,” Beth gasped as her sons continued to double penetrate her.

“Are you angry?”

“A little,” replied Beth.

“That’s understandable. But this was the only way to save you from your husband. What’s that?” she suddenly asked. Beth grinned.

“Oh I’mmmmm just watching some of my husband’s charitable work on videooooo,” she gasped as both boys were now fucking her at a frenzied pace.

“I hope it’s making your sons more charitable towards their mother’s needs.”

“Ohhhhhh, yessssss!” gasped Beth as she felt her sons’ charitable donations sliding in and out of both her hot dripping holes.

“You did give your husband his potion?” asked the witch.

Beth bit her lip.

“Well yessssss, but he only drank half of it.”

“What? He only drank half of it?”

“He smashed the glass again the wall,” said Beth feeling a sharp tone in the witch’s voice that made her uneasy.

“Shitttt. Is there a phone in the room?”

“What?”

“Is there a phone in his fucking room?” snapped the witch.

“Yes…what…”

“Get in there now!! Keep him away from the phone until I get there. Do you hear me?”

“Yes. But what’s wrong?”

“Just get into that room and do what I told you, if you want to stay out of prison. Do you hear me?”

“Yes. But what’s wrong?”

The line went dead.

Beth felt terror take a tight hold off her body and mind. She was oblivious to her sons who were still fucking her violently.

“Stop it!! Stop it!!” she yelled.

Matt was close to shooting his cum right up his mom’s ass and was trying not to hear her. Luke, who sucked hard on her right nipple as he fucked her cunt, was of much the same mind.

“Stop it!! Damn you!!” Beth yelled.

Matt reluctantly withdrew his aching cock from her rectum and she quickly crawled off Luke’s throbbing shaft.

“Get dressed now!! Turn that shit off!” she cried, pointing to the TV.

The twins watched as Beth pulled on a night gown and walked to the door. Luke ran to it and blocked her way.

“Where are you going? Are you going to him?” he snapped.

“Yeah, mom. We love you more than he does!” cried Matt as he stroked his rampant cock.

“Stop it!! I have to go to him,” said Beth as she tried to get past Luke.

“Fuck him mom. He won’t even fuck you. We fuck you. Don’t go to him,” Luke groaned.

“Baby, I love you very much. I love you both. I’d rather stay here with you for eternity, but if I don’t go to your father now, we may never get the chance to fuck again. Do you understand?” asked Beth.

“I’m going with you,” said Luke.

“No your not,” snapped Beth. “Stay here in this room. Obey me!!”

Beth pushed her son aside and unlocked the door. She opened it and stepped out into the cool hallway, closing the door behind her. The house was silent. She turned her ear towards her husband’s room, but she could hear nothing. She slowly began to walk towards her husband’s room. Beth reached her husband’s bedroom and put her ear to the door. She heard a groan inside. Slowly, she opened the door and walked inside.

The room was just as she had left it hours earlier. She could see her husband lying on his bed and she walked slowly toward it. She could see he was awake, and his eyes blazed at her. Beth was shocked to see his face was grey.

“What’s the matter dear?” Beth asked.

The reverend looked at her with hate filled eyes. He opened his mouth and spat at her.

Beth stepped back in shock.

“Wicked evil woman! Where are my sons?” he snapped.

“Lukeeeeeee. Matttttt. Come help me,” he cried in a weak voice.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” asked Beth.

“I can’t moveeeeeeeee. You bitchhhh. You’ve poisoned me!” he cried out.

Beth held her breath. Her heart skipped a beat as she looked down at her prostrate husband.

“My God,” she thought.

Beth glanced at the phone on the night stand.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Did you call for an ambulance?” she asked, trying to keep her voice level.

Her husband looked at her blankly for a moment.

“Give me the phone!!” he said, quietly.

Beth looked into her husband’s eyes.

“Give me the phone!!” her husband shouted.

Beth walked to the night stand and placed her hand on the phone. Her mind moved rapidly. It was clear her husband had been poisoned and that he believed she had done it. The witch had tricked her again. Beth quickly pulled the telephone cord from the phone, and picking it up, turned for the door.

“What are you doing?” her husband asked.

“Mattttttt!! Lukeeeee!!” he cried in a weak voice.

She closed the door behind her as she stepped out into the dark hallway.

A tremendous fear came over her and she slumped against the wall. This whole thing was becoming a nightmare. She should never have called the witch in the first place. She should have left. Her husband would have kept things quiet rather than destroy his church’s credibility. Beth jumped when the door to her room opened and her sons walked into the hallway.

She walked quickly up to them and pushed them back inside the bedroom. She no sooner had closed the door than she felt their hands on her body pulling at her night gown. Even in the midst of fear, it felt good…very good. Her sons caught sight of her face but their hands continued their work pulling the robe off her. She looked down at their stiff cocks and felt her cunt boil.

“What’s wrong mom?” Luke asked, sensing her fear.

“Yeahhh mom, does Dad know what we did?” asked Matt sliding his hands onto her breasts and squeezing them gently.

Beth looked into his eyes and could see into his soul. Her confidence began to return and she began to fully understand her sons’ hunger. Was their hunger new or had it lived dormant inside her children for years, waiting to be triggered by something or someone? Beth didn’t know. All she knew was it gave her power over her sons and that power was the key to her salvation. Somewhere deep inside her, she knew what was about to happen…what could not be avoided and she went to work on her sons as their hands pawed her tits and ass.

“Do you think it would hurt him…if he found out?” she asked Matt.

Luke grunted as he and his brother lead her to the sofa.

“I guess so,” he snorted as his fingers slid between the crack of his mother’s ass.

“You didn’t tell him, did you?” asked Luke as he bent his head down to her left breast and sucked on her nipple.

Beth’s head flew back and she groaned with pleasure.

Behind her, Matt slid to his knees and pulled her ass cheeks apart with his long fingers. Groaning with lust, he pushed his head forward and kissed his mother’s asshole. Beth felt her head swim with the obscenity of it all. Just next door, her husband was lying ill by her own hand, whilst she performed unspeakable acts of debauchery with their sons. Beth was growing stronger now as her body received the wicked attention of her own children.

She spread her legs apart and bent her back so Matt could feast well on her delicious asshole. Meanwhile, Luke presented his engorged cock to her mouth and in a violent move, thrusting his hips forward, burying it inside her warm wet mouth.

Beth sucked hard on Luke’s throbbing cock for a moment. But, though he tasted delicious to her, she wanted to use her tongue for another more important purpose at that moment. She began to slide her mouth off his cock. She felt his strong hands on the back of her head, pulling her back. She smiled inside, with the knowledge that her sons were drunk with lust for her. But she had to plant her seed in them, just as they had done in her.

“Fuckkkkk Mom,” Luke groaned in frustration as she forced her head, with some effort, off his cock.

She straightened her back but Matt kept her ass cheeks pulled wide apart as he slid his tongue inside her succulent asshole. Beth shivered with pleasure but she concentrated hard on her job.

“We can’t keep doing this, it’s so wrong,” she hissed as Luke slid a finger against her clit.

“Why not?” he groaned, as he sucked hard on her nipple.

Beth shivered with wicked delight as her sons feasted on her.

“Becauseeeeee…your father would find out sooner or later,” she groaned as Matt began to tongue fuck her asshole.

“Noooooo, we’ll be careful,” Luke grunted.

“It’s no use; he wants to send me away for good. He seems to think I’m a bad influence on you kids,” she gasped as Matt slid his ravenous tongue out of her asshole and began to lap up and down her ass crack like a cat lapping at milk.

“We won’t let him,” yelled Luke as he slid his finger inside his mother’s cunt.

“Ohhhhhh Jesussssssss,” groaned Beth as her legs became like jelly.

“Yeahhhhh,” yelled Matt.

“Fuck yeahhhhhhh,” he groaned as he slid his tongue back inside Beth’s asshole.

“Yeahhhh…we won’t let him send you away mom.” Luke groaned as he slid another finger into his mother’s cunt.

“My Godddddd,” Beth groaned.

She looked over at the TV as her husband’s voice boomed out.

“How can you stop him?” she gasped.

Neither Luke nor Matt answered. Beth’s question hung in the air amidst the grunts and groans of her sons but she knew it bored like a worm into their brains. Then Matt unglued his mouth from her asshole.

“I wish he were dead!” he yelled with a mixture of lust and hatred

Beth felt her heart stop.

“You’re just saying that,” she quickly replied.

“You don’t mean that…do you?”

Behind her, Matt stood up and pushed her back until Beth was bent over again.

“Fuckkkkk himmmm!” yelled Matt as he brought his cum dripping purple cock head to his mother’s juicy asshole.

“My Goddddd!” cried Beth as she felt her asshole being spread apart by her son’s throbbing member.

“I wish he was dead too!” groaned Luke as he presented his equally dripping cock head to his mother’s luscious lips.

Beth grabbed his shaft and helping it skywards, she lapped at it’s underside as Matt slid the head of his cock inside her asshole.

“Ohhhhhhh sweetttttt Jesussssss,” she groaned, bending her head lower and licking Luke’s bloated balls.

“Ughhhhhhhhhh,” grunted Luke.

Behind her, Matt held her hips tightly in his hands and began to fuck his cock right up her tight ass.

“Fuckkkkkk himmmmm, we love you mom. We don’t carerrrrrrrrr…ughhhhhhhhhhh,” grunted Matt as he pulled his cock out slightly and drove it deeper into her clasping ass.

Beth’s cunt began to brim over with fuck, and she slid her own hand down onto it and played with her hard clit.

“Proove it,” said a voice behind them.

Beth turned her head and saw the witch standing in the doorway. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a tight fitting white tee-shirt. She smiled broadly at the mother and her shocked son’s.

“Don’t stop on my account,” she hissed, closing the door behind her as she stepped into the room.

Beth and her sons didn’t move a muscle. She gave the witch a nasty look. She was honestly glad to see the woman…and her confidence had a soothing effect on Beth’s nerves. But she was also angry at being duped.

Beth tried to straighten her body up, but Luke kept her head down near his throbbing cock. Behind her, Matt had stopped moving his cock inside her ass, but she could still feel him throbbing.

“You see, Beth?” said the witch as she moved towards the incestuous trio.

“See how hard they remain?” she hissed.

“No shame, do you feel them Beth?”

“That’s power…real sexual, raw, unadulterated power. They simply don’t give a shit, Beth. They want to be fed, that’s all they care about, isn’t that right boys?” the witch asked, as she reached Matt and slid her hand onto his ass. The boy looked at her with a shocked expression on his face, but that didn’t prevent him from trusting his throbbing cock deeper inside his mother’s ass.

“Good boyyyyyyy,” said the witch, stroking his ass.

“Well, don’t just stand there, fuck herrrrr!!” she said to the startled boy.

Matt looked at his mother and brother.

“You said you didn’t care if your father found out, well? Let’s see if you’re a real man or a boy,” said the witch as she walked to the TV.

“Shall, I turn it off, so your father can hear you fucking his wife?” she asked.

For a moment, no one said a word. Then Luke spoke.

“Who is she Mom?”

“A friend,” replied the witch.

“Isn’t that right Beth?”

Beth nodded her head.

“Yesssss,” she grunted.

“Luke, why is your cock not soaking inside your mother’s mouth?” asked the witch.

“Fill her fucking mouth with your cock meat. That is, if you’re not afraid of your father,” said the witch, grinning.

Luke looked at her suspiciously, but in an instant he buried his cock inside his mother’s hot mouth.

“Umppppppp,” groaned Beth as her son’s dripping cock head slid to the back of her throat.

“That’s better,” said the witch.

“Now while your mother is busy, let me explain the facts of life to you gloriously well cocked boys. Well, now…where to begin. Ah yes…Matt…how long have you lusted after your mother?” asked the witch.

Matt grinned but said nothing. He began to fuck his cock into his mother’s ass in a steady rhythm. The witch walked up to him and looked down. She shook her head.

“Christ be fucked! You’re only half way inside her Matt. Is that the best you can do? Jesus, that asshole looks like it’s been well fucked. Did you prepare thee the way, Luke?” she asked seductively. Luke grinned and began shafting his mother’s mouth brutally.

“That’s it Luke, I can see you’re the leader around here,” said the witch gleefully.

“Ughhhhhhhh. Fuckk yeahhhhh!” he grunted as he held his mother’s head tightly.

Below him, Beth was content to let the witch speak for her as she slid her wicked tongue around her son’s throbbing organ like a snake. Behind her, Matt, looking a little indignant, began to fuck his mother’s ass with long violent strokes of his cock until he was balls deep inside her. Beth reached her hand back at him and grunted around Luke’s rampant cock.

“That’s much better,” said the witch stroking Matt’s ass.

“Fuck the bitch’s ass like you’re not afraid of her husband,” she hissed.

Matt grinned at the witch and began to fuck his mother’s ass like his life depended on it. Beth forced her mouth off Luke’s cock and gasped at her son.

“Easyyyyyy! Go easyyyyy.”

“Nonsense,” replied the witch.

“Luke fucked her ass hard, so should you,” she hissed at Matt.

“Ohhhhh Goddddd! Upmmmmm,” cried Beth as Luke thrust his hard organ back inside her hot mouth.

“Nowwww, where was I? Ah, yes…Matt, when did you first start lusting after your mother?” she asked the boy, stroking his hair.

“Years ago,” he gasped, reaching out and pawing the witch’s tits.

“Ohhhhhhh, that’s so naughtyyyyyyyyy,” she gasped.

“You are a real man. You take what you want, don’t you?” she asked.

“Fuckkkkkkkk,” Matt groaned as he looked over at his brother.

“So do I,” grunted Luke.

The witch smiled at him and moved up close to him. He immediately reached out and pulled her t- shirt upwards. The witch moved away quickly.

“Concentrate on the woman you’ve been lusting after for years,” she grinned.

“Who are you?” groaned Luke, as his mother sucked hard on his cock.

“I told you. I’m a friend of your mother’s…a very good friend.”

“Are you in the church?” asked Matt as he fucked his mother’s ass brutally.

“Of course… I’m one of its biggest supporters,” said the witch.

“I’m no supporter of your father though… far from it. I think he’s destroying every thing your mother has built. That’s why I am here to help her and you. For years you lusted after your mother, and tonight, seeing her in danger…knowing that your father wants to separate her from you, you behaved like any loving sons would,” said the witch.

“You fucked her.”

“But you must do more than that boys if you’re to save her and your inheritance,” said the witch.

“You must choose between your mother and your father, and you must do it tonight.”

“I know you boys will make the right decision. In fact, I think you already have. You obviously don’t care about those poor niggers on the TV, nor this whole Christian thing. You only care about your mother and pleasing her and …yourselves. Now, do you still care if your father hears you fucking your mother?” she asked quickly.

“Fuckkkkkk…noooooooooo!” gasped Matt as his hips became a blur of fucking motion.

He was close.

The witch quickly walked to the TV and held her hand over the power button.

“Well, Luke. Are you afraid?” she asked.

Luke held his mother by the hair now and brutally fucked her mouth. His face contorted into a mask of wicked greedy lust as his hips worked as fast as his brothers.

“What if he comes in here?” he asked her.

“He won’t Luke. Your father will hear you but he won’t come in here,” answered the witch.

“How do you know that?” grunted Luke feeling his balls ache with lust.

“Because your father had a massive stroke tonight…that’s why,” replied the witch.

Both boys stopped fucking their mother immediately.

“What?” asked Matt.

“I said…you’re father had a massive stroke this evening. He can hear and talk but he is totally paralyzed. Isn’t that right Beth?” asked the witch smiling.

Beth grunted but continued to suck her son’s cock.

“Holy shit,” said Luke.

“Jesussss Christttt,” groaned Matt.

He was very close to cuming and though he was shocked to hear what the witch had said, he needed relief. He started to fuck his mother again groaning like a mad man. Luke looked over at his brother and within seconds, he was fucking his mother’s mouth with a loud roar.

“Now, shall we let your father hear whose side you’ve taken?” asked the witch.

“Ughhhhhhhhhhh,” groaned Matt.

He was very close to achieving his aim…namely shooting his cock cream into his mother’s ass.

“Ahhhhhhh shitttttt,” groaned Luke as he began trusting his prick down his mother’s throat with even more violence than before.

“I’ll take that as a yessssss,” hissed the witch as she powered off the TV.

The room was suddenly filled with the grunts and groans and moans of the mother and her sons.

“That’s right boys, let him fuckingggg hear it,” laughed the witch as she walked towards the incestuous trio.

Matt and Luke now yelled out their lust as they fucked their mother brutally.

“Aghhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkk,” yelled Matt as he felt his scalding cum rise up from his balls and into his cock.

“Let him hear what his sons are doing to their mother,” roared the witch.

“Ohhhhhhh fuckkkkk yeahhhhhh!” groaned Luke as he too felt his balls contracting violently.

But Matt was in a tighter hole and was the first to shoot.

“Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!” he yelled as his throbbing cock sprayed his mother’s ass with scalding creamy cum.

Beneath him, Beth felt her insides being hosed down with her son’s cum and she felt her body begin to shake with the power of an orgasm. Beth fell down onto her knees as her orgasm over powered her senses. As she did so, Matt’s still spurting cock snapped out of her cunt and inundated her ass and back with cum. Meanwhile, Luke bent his legs and held his mother’s head up as his throbbing cock meat fucked in and out of her ravaged mouth.

“Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” he cried as his scalding cock cream spewed into his mother’s mouth and down her throat.

Within minutes, both mother and sons were sprawled out flat on the floor. The witch moved to a comfortable chair and waited for the mother and her two sons to come up for air. It was nearly ten minutes before Beth began to move. The woman crawled up onto the sofa and turned to face the witch. Her face was that of a well fucked woman but, some concern now began to show. The witch nodded toward the door and both women got up and left the boys still semi comatose on the floor. Outside in the hall, Beth looked towards her husband’s bedroom.

“You’ve seen him?”

“Yes” replied the witch.

“You lied to me,” said Beth, anger taking hold of her.

“Yes. I did,” replied the witch.

“Would you have gone along with the plan if you had known?”

Beth looked at the witch sternly. But she knew the woman was right.

“You were in deep trouble. Your husband was going to take your sons away from you and expose and humiliate you. Now you have your sons’ love and devotion beyond your wildest dreams,” the witch giggled.

“It’s not funny,” snapped Beth, blood rushing to her face.

“Your right of course, it isn’t funny. It’s very, very serious business we’re in now, Beth. Your sons will fuck the shit out of you, Beth. They will stuff your holes with their cocks every chance they get. They will lust after other women but none shall come before their mom. You have them in the palm of your hands, and with careful doses of the potion, they will worship you till the day you die. What more could a mother ask for? I ask you…” said the witch slowly.

“All right, damn it. I love what you have done to my sons, but what about my husband? Tomorrow morning, he will be expected at the church. And stroke or no stroke, he will talk and ….”

“That is entirely up to you and your sons,” said the witch quickly.

There was silence for a moment.

“What do you mean?” asked Beth.

“You know what I mean, Beth. You’ve known since the time you saw the effects of the potion on your husband,” replied the witch.

Beth was silent and the witch felt a rush of delight inside her stomach as she could hear the woman’s brain thinking.

“Could you get more of the potion?” Beth asked quickly.

The witch smiled to herself.

“That’s my girl!! Now you’re thinking. You have an empire to run and your husband stands in the way. Unfortunately, it takes time to make that concoction and many other things too, which you don’t want to know. It’s not something you make in a laboratory, although it would be fun to mass produce won’t you say?” said the witch with a grin.

“Damn you. If only he had another stroke.” said Beth to herself.

“My thoughts exactly,” said the witch, delighted with Beth Moore’s sharp mind.

“But is that possible?” Beth asked excitedly.

“Of course, but it’s not assured,” answered the witch.

“Damn it, why couldn’t he have drunk the whole potion? Damn the bastard,” said Beth, her voice crackling with hatred.

“But he didn’t, did he? And maybe it is for the best.”

“What do you mean…for the best? I don’t understand.”

“I mean, your sons are devoted to you now. They have chosen. Now is the chance to test that devotion,” said the witch with a smile.

“In the name of Jesus, speak plainly,” snapped Beth.

The witch looked at Beth for a moment, her eyes blazing with anger.

“You know who I am, don’t you?” the witch snapped.

Beth shrank back in fear.

“Yes.”

“Of course you do. And you know to whom I pray. Don’t you?”

Beth nodded.

“Then you must also know who is responsible for your pleasure this night, isn’t that so?”

Beth nodded quickly.

“Then let me speak plainly in his name. We have watched you for some time Beth Moore and we liked what we saw. You’re insatiable greed for power and wealth made us take note of you…and to help you when you came to us. We knew you would. You see, those friends who pointed you in the right direction are faithful servants of my god. They saw potential in you as I did. We knew all about your little deals long before your husband. Word gets around fast in our church, Beth. We knew your days were numbered when your husband started investigating you. That’s when you were pointed to me. We could have let you drown, but we are interested in your church…We are interested in you and last, but not least, we are interested in your sons. They show great potential and we are always interested in young people with great potential.

So…after what I saw in that room tonight, I am convinced they can be…good converts,” said the witch. Beth stared at the witch for some time.

“I owe you so much. I will do anything you say,” said Beth excitedly.

“Good. There is a way to eliminate your husband once and for all. Imagine, in the morning, you will be the head of your husband’s church. Your sons will be devoted to you. And with our help, your church will grow in power and wealth, beyond your wildest dreams. But you will have to be strong and you will have to control your sons”

Beth listened. The witch described in detail what needed to be done and Beth listened in a state of shock. When the witch finished, Beth turned and headed for her husband’s room. Before the witch could catch her, she burst in. Walking quickly to the bed, Beth pulled a pillow from under his head and pushed it down on his face.

“Die you motherfucker!!” she cried.

Beneath the pillow, her husband gasped and groaned for air. Behind her, the witch watched in delight as Beth tried to smother her husband. After a few moments, she walked up to Beth and whispered in her ear.

“If you smother him, they will find out at the post mortem. They’ll know he was murdered,” she said.

Beth released the pillow and threw it across the room.

“Fuckerrrrrrr!!” she yelled at her husband.

He looked up at her, his eyes bulging out of his sockets.

“Mattttt! Lukeeee!” he cried out in a weak voice.

“Matt and Luke are very tired now, reverend. But don’t worry, they’ll visit you once they’ve recuperated.

“Who are you? What have you done to my sons?” the reverend gasped.

The witch leaned down close to his face and grinned at him.

“I’m a witch.”

His eyes opened wide with fear.

“Dear Goddddd…”

“That’s right…reverend Moore. Your wife has invited us in to help her run your church, and…reeducate your delightful sons,” said the witch with delight.

“What do you think of that?” she asked.

The reverend Moore cried out for his sons again.

“In a short time, Reverend Moore, you will be dead. But before you die, I want you to know the power of Satan. I want you to see what he can do and what his plans are for your church…not to mention your charities.”

“Goddddddd nooooo,” cried the reverend.

The witch smiled.

“Tell him how much you’ve stolen from the mouths of his little niggers,” she said turning to Beth.

She grinned and bent down to whisper in his ear.

“That detective doesn’t know the half it,” she snapped.

“Ohhhhh yes, the detective,” said the witch.

“I forgot to tell you, I know who he is,” said Beth.

“We found out already. He’s already in our hands, and before dawn, he’ll be buried…aliveeeee,” the witch laughed.

“What do you think of that reverend?” she asked.

The reverend began praying.

The witch laughed, and taking Beth by the hand, she walked out of the room slamming the door behind her.

Outside in the hallway, the witch turned to Beth.

“They are ripe for the taking, Beth. Are you with me?”

“Is there no other way?” asked Beth.

“We have six hours before your husband is expected in church. There is no other way,” said the witch.

“We must prepare them for the task at hand.”

“Godddddd…I hope this will work,” said Beth apprehensively.

“Let’s go, we have work to do,” said the witch.

The women entered Beth’s bedroom, closing the door behind them. The boys were seated on the sofa stroking their stiff cocks.

“Jesussssssss,” Beth hissed.

“The wonders of witchcraft,” replied the witch.

“I hope they won’t have a stroke,” said Beth, alarm in her voice.

“Nonsense, my dear…the mixture of sexual power and youth is a very potent force,” replied the witch as they walked towards the sofa.

The witch took Beth and slid her down between her sons on the sofa. Their hands and mouth’s quickly devoured her body.

“Ahhhhhh, what a pleasant sight,” said the witch.

“Beth, take hold of their cocks. That’s it…suck on her tits boys. Get your hands on her cunt,” said the witch excitedly.

“Now, boys I want you to listen carefully to me.”

“Can we fuck her while we listen?” asked Matt, his face a mask of lust.

“Play with her. You can fuck her later,” the witch grinned.

“Now…remember when I said I was a friend of your mother’s?”

The boys nodded as they played with their mother’s tits and cunt.

“Well, I’m a very special friend. I’m your mother’s spiritual counselor.”

“Noooo shit?” said Luke as he fought with Matt’s hand for control of his mother’s cunt.

“Yes…I am a witch.”

The boys stopped playing with their mother and stared at the witch.

“No way,” gasped Matt.

“Yes way. I’m a witch and I spiritually advice your mother on…delicate issues,” replied the witch, giving Beth a knowing look.

“Is that right Mom?” Luke asked.

Beth grinned at the witch and spread her legs wide for her sons.

“That’s right baby. I seek her advice on delicate issues” said Beth in a voice cracking with lust.

“But Mom, she’s a witch,” said Matt.

“Do you have something against witches?” asked the witch.

Matt shook his head.

“I guess not.”

“Witches follow Satan,” said Luke as he slid a finger inside his mother’s cunt.

“Ahhhhhhh Goddddddd,” Beth gasped.

“Not all witches,” replied the witch.

“But I do.”

The boys stopped playing with their mother and looked up at the witch. Then they looked at their mother.

“Mom…is she telling the truth?” asked Matt.

Beth looked up at the witch and nodded her head.

“Holy shit!!” gasped Luke as he continued sliding his finger in and out of his mother.

“Mom, you follow Satan?” Matt asked as he grabbed hold of her breast.

“Do you disapprove?” asked the witch.

Matt looked up at her and shook his head.

“No, I guess not.”

“Good, because you do too,” said the witch smiling at him.

“As do you Luke. Let’s face it, you know your mother has done bad things…stolen millions from the poor and yet you still choose her over your father…and why? Because you want to fuck her in every hole. Jesus isn’t pleased…is he? But Satan most certainly is.” said the witch. The boys looked at their mother and then each other.

“You boys don’t give a fuck about those poor starving niggers that your father is giving your inheritance away to. You know you don’t follow Christ, otherwise you wouldn’t be fucking your mother when your father is lying ill next door. Your mother has followed Satan for many years, and she has used his power to make your church powerful and wealthy, despite your father. Now he wants to take it all away and we can’t allow that to happen. That’s why your mother asked me to pray for you.”

“Pray for us?” asked Luke.

“Yes, we pray too you know, but our prayers are usually answered. Isn’t that right, Beth?”

Beth slid her hands up and down her son’s cocks and nodded.

“Yesssssssss…fuckkkkk yessssss!” she groaned as Luke’s finger increased its pace inside her cunt.

“We prayed you would loose your weak inhibitions and get inside your mother’s body as quickly as possible. And by Satan, you have certainly done that. You have proved yourselves worthy to be one of us, but…there is one test you must pass tonight. If you fail, all is lost. Your mother shall be arrested and you will never enjoy her again,” the witch said as she paused to let her words sink into their heads.

“What is the test?” asked Luke as he slid another finger into his mother’s cunt.

“That you destroy Satan’s enemies,” said the witch.

The boys looked at her but didn’t stop touching their mother.

“In order to save your mother and her church, we made a pact with Satan. He will help your church to grow in power and wealth, if its leaders worship him and destroy his enemies. Your father is certainly one of Satan’s enemies, wouldn’t you say, Beth?”

“Yessssssssss,” grunted Beth as she stroked her son’s cocks.

“Satan has prepared the way for your test boys. Your father was struck with a massive stroke which rendered him incapacitated from the neck down. However, he can still talk and if he can talk he will destroy your mother and you. Remember, he is giving your mother’s entire hard earned money away to those niggers on the TV,” said the witch.

The boys stared hard at the witch.

The witch could see fear in their eyes.

“Don’t be afraid, Satan has started the job, all you have to do is finish it.”

“How?” asked Luke.

The witch smiled to herself. She knew Luke was the stronger of the two twins.

“Very good question Luke,” she replied.

“Why don’t you tell them, Beth…while you’re sucking them,” said the witch grinning.

Beth gasped but slowly slid off the sofa to the floor. She took both twins’ cocks in her hands and started to frig them. Then she began licking each cock with swipes of her wicked tongue.

“Tell them, Beth. They are eager to know,” said the witch.

Beth’s hands slid to her sons’ balls’ and squeezed them gently.

“Ahhhhhh fuckkkkkkk,” groaned Luke.

“Your father has a weak heart as you know. If he were to…ughhhhhhhh,” groaned Beth as she couldn’t resist sliding her wanton mouth down over Luke’s cock.

“Ahhhhh shittttttttt,’ groaned Luke as he felt his cock head slide to the back of his mother’s throat.

Matt looked at his brother’s hips lifting off the sofa as he buried his cock deep inside their mother’s mouth and he groaned in frustration.

“Mommmmmm,” he groaned.

“Please Mommmmmmm…”

Beth lifted her mouth off Luke’s cock and looked up at Matt.

“If your father were to have a great shock, it would kill himmmmm,” she groaned as she dove down on Matt’s throbbing cock meat, swallowing him whole.

“Fuckkkkkkkkkk!” Matt roared as he drove his hips up violently at his mother’s face.

“That’s it Matt, fuck her faceeeeeeee,” groaned the witch.

Her own cunt was on fire, but she knew she could not participate. The boys had to bond totally with their mother.

Matt bonded with his mother by face fucking her with brutal strokes. Beside him, Luke heaved his hips up as his mother’s hand slid up and down his cock in a blur of motion. But nice though her hand was, it was no match for her hot mouth.

“Come on, Mommmmm!” he cried, beside him self with lust.

To Matt’s disappointment, Beth slid her mouth off his throbbing cock meat and headed for her other son.

“Tell themmmmm!” cried the witch with excitement.

“Tell them how it is to be done.”

Beth lapped at Luke’s cock for a moment, driving her tongue hard against the underside of his cock. Then she continued.

“If your father sees us together, then the shock will kill him,’ she gasped.

“Together?” asked Matt.

“You want us to fuck you in front of Dad,” cried Luke.

“Yesssssssss Babyyyyy!” groaned Beth.

“Do you think you can do it boys?” asked the witch as she grinned at them.

“Ughhhhhhhhh,” groaned Luke as he took his mother by the hair and shoved his cock meat right down her throat.

“Aghhhhhhhhh!!! Fckkkkk yeahhhhh!” he yelled as he started face fucking her violently.

“What about you, Matt?” asked the witch slyly.

“Do you have your brother’s courage?”

Matt looked at the witch and his nostrils flared with lust.

“Fuckkkkkkkk…Mommmmmmm!” he yelled.

Beth tried to take her head off Luke’s rampaging cock, but the boy held her head tightly as he grinned at his brother.

“Bastarddddd!” yelled Matt.

He looked up at the witch, but she shook her head.

“Luke!!” she snapped.

Luke gave her a wicked glare and reluctantly released his mother’s head. Beth came up for air but within seconds Matt was shoving his cock meat deep inside her mouth.

‘Ahggggggggggggggg,” he grunted with pleasure.

“Feel’s good doesn’t it?” said the witch.

“Shittttttt yeahhhhhh,” groaned Matt.

“Stopppppp!!” shouted the witch suddenly.

“Matt looked at her in surprise but he didn’t stop fucking his rampant cock down his mother’s throat.

“Stop in the name of Satan!!!” yelled the witch.

Matt stopped. His mother slid her well fucked mouth off his cock and turned to look at the witch.

“Save your cum for the show,” said the witch.

“Well boys, are you ready?” she asked.

“You said they should rest.” said Beth in a tense voice.

“I changed my mind,” said the witch.

“We don’t have much time left. We must have everything arranged for the morning. Do you boys fancy a drink?” she asked.

The boys looked at their mother.

“Their father won’t allow them to drink,” said Beth.

There was silence in the room.

“How does he feel about them fucking their mother?” the witch asked.

Beth began to laugh hard. Then the boys started laughing, and soon all four were breaking their sides with laughter. After some moments, the witch spoke.

“You are special boys. You have been chosen by Satan himself to commit this delicious crime, for we adhere to no law but our own. Beth get them a drink and make it a stiff one,” said the witch looking at Beth.

“A very stiff one.”

Beth smiled and left the room, hurrying downstairs to the kitchen. Her husband did keep some whisky in a cupboard for special guests. She grabbed the bottle and poured some into three glasses. She took one and swallowed it whole. It made her stomach burn, but it felt good. She poured a second shot and gulped it down, followed quickly by a third. Then she poured some into the other glasses, and reaching under the sink, she pulled out the potion bottle. She stared at it for a moment. Half of it’s contents had entered her sons’ bodies and they in turn had pumped the content of their balls into every hole she had. She took the bottle and poured its contents in equal doses into the two glasses. Then she took the glasses upstairs. She listened at the top of the stairs for any noise from her husband’s room, but none came. Perhaps he was dead already, she thought. Perhaps they wouldn’t have to go through with it, she thought.

Beth entered her bedroom and was startled by what she saw. The witch was lying on the sofa, her legs spread wide whilst the twins took turns eating her cunt. The woman looked up at Beth and smiled as her sons ignored her and feasted on the witch’s pussy.

“I’m sorry my dear, I needed relief real bad. And no offense, but my cunt has an…invigorating… effect on those who feast on it…so I am told,” said the witch grinning.

Beth felt a stab of jealousy as she watched her sons take turns eating the dripping pussy of the witch.

“No need to be jealous my dear. They’re still primed for one woman only.”

“Shitttttt, they eat pussy so goooood. I envy you, my dear.”

The witch pushed Matt away and pointed to the boys’ mother. Save yourselves for a more delightful morsel, your own mother,” she said.

“Now drink well, boys, for we have work to do.”

The twins stood up and walking to their mother they took a glass each and gulped it down. They also nearly coughed it up.

“Holy shitttt,” said Matt.

The witch laughed and beckoned Beth to her.

“Is everything ok, my dear? You look strange.”

“Are they ok?” asked Beth nodding towards her sons who stood watching them.

“Yes. Of course they are. I had a little word with them as they feasted on me, and now it’s your turn,” the witch said, as she pulled her cunt lips apart.

“What?” asked Beth in shocked disbelief.

“You may feast on me, my dear,” grinned the witch.

Beth looked down at the witch’s succulent cunt and her mouth began to water. She had never imagined making love to another woman, but now she felt her body react positively to the idea. She looked around at her sons who walked around the sofa for a better look.

“I think it will make you strong for what we are about to do in your husband’s room. And…it will inspire these wonderful young pricks,” said the witch looking up at the twins.

“Would you boys like to see your mother eat me out?” the witch asked.

Luke and Matt looked at their mother with their mouths hanging open.

“Shit yeahhhhh! cried Luke.

“Fuck yeahhhhh!” cried Matt.

“Trust me, Beth. It will have the desired effect on everyone concerned,” said the witch.

The witch beckoned her with middle finger and then slid the same finger into her dripping cunt.

“Ohh, Christ fuuuuckkk!” gasped Beth as she found herself getting on her knees between the spread thighs of the witch.

She lowered her face, as her tongue slid out and made contact with the witch’s cunt.

“That’sssss niceeeee,” cooed the witch as she began to mover her hips in little tight twirls.

Beth was surprised at how delicious the woman tasted. Eager to sample more, she slid her tongue up the entire length of the witch’s cunt.

“Shittttttttt yeah! That’s fucking good Beth. Eat me, you Christian whore! Christ be fucked! Eat my hot fucking cunt!” cried the witch as her hips began a dance of lust around Beth’s face.

Beth became bolder. A tremendous hunger came over her and she pulled the witch’s cunt apart with her fingers. Then she slid her tongue deep inside and the witch groaned with pleasure. The twins made a move around the sofa but the witch saw them and halted them with her hand.

“Save it boys. And get your hands off your cocks!” said the witch aggressively.

The boys stood back, their aching cocks sticking out in front of them, waiting for some relief. They watched in disbelief as their mother began lapping, sucking, and kissing the witch’s pussy.

“Ughhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkk!” cried the witch as Beth started to tongue fuck her cunt.

“Kiss my asshole,” the witch cried.

Beth was somewhat reluctant to do this but she had no choice. Lowering her head slightly, she looked at the juicy asshole of the witch. Strangely, Beth began to feel tremendous sexual heat between her thighs. She lapped her tongue against the witch’s asshole and slid her own hand down to her boiling cunt.

Luke saw his mother’s hand and snapped into action. Ignoring the witch’s order, he got down behind his mothers full ass and pulling her ass cheeks apart, he began tonguing his mother’s asshole.

“Ughhhhhhhhh,” groaned Beth, as she felt her son’s wicked tongue slid right up her ass.

The witch ignored Luke which prompted Matt to look for a hot hole. The witch saw him climbing on to the sofa with the clear intention of shoving his cock into her mouth, but she held up her hand.

“Eat your mother, and get you’re fucking hand off your cockkkkkk,” she yelled.

“Fuckkkkk…Luke…let me have a taste!” cried Matt.

Luke ignored him, as he slid a finger into his mom’s cunt and tongue fucked her asshole.

“Work togetherrrrr Goddamn you boys!” the witch cried.

Luke immediately withdrew and Matt replaced him, sliding his tongue into his mother’s cunt first and then pushing it into her ass.

“Aghhhhhhhh,” Beth groaned as she began to wiggle her ass in small circles.

She slid her tongue deep into the witch’s ass and began to tongue fuck it with great relish. The witch felt herself nearing climax. That’s when she stopped.

“That’s enough! It is time,” she said, pushing a disappointed Beth away. Matt continued tonguing his mother’s ass but she too pushed him away. The witch stood up and pulled Beth with her. She kissed Beth full on the mouth, tounging Beth deeply and passionately as both women embraced for a moment.

“Are you ready, my dear?” asked the witch smiling.

Beth looked at her sons.

“We’re ready,” she said.

“Good. Boys I want you to put some clothes on. Shorts and t-shirts will do. Same for you mom,” said the witch as she patted Beth’s ass.

Beth hurried to her closet and returned dressed in a pair of white shorts, which hugged her ass tightly, and a red sleeveless blouse. The Boys pulled on their shorts but their immense erections poked out for everyone to see. The witch walked over to them and slid her hand inside their shorts. She turned their cocks skyward and kissed them on the cheeks.

“That’s better. Leave your t-shirts out so they can cover your crotches.

“Now, you boys go in there and find out what he knows. In five minutes your mother and I will show up. OK…let’s do it!’ said the witch.

The twins looked at their mother and then walked to the door. They opened it and walked out closing it behind them.

“Do you think they will do it?” asked Beth apprehensively.

“Of course they will,” replied the witch.

“The question is…will you, Beth?”

Beth looked at the witch indignantly.

“Just watch me, you satanic bitch.”

The witch smiled and pulled Beth to her, sliding her tongue deep into Beth’s mouth. Beth felt the witch’s hands massaging her ass and she ground her hips back at the woman.

Meanwhile, the twins stood at their father’s bed side. They looked down at his unmovable body in morbid fascination, but they felt no pity or fear. In fact, seeing the man who dominated their lives for so long, laying immobile had a satisfying influence on them. Their father’s eye’s scanned them closely.

“Call the police, your mother has poisoned me,” he said in a weak voice.

Matt and Luke looked at each other. Luke saw the broken glass near the window.

“Can you move dad?” he asked coldly.

“No. I can’t move. Call the police now, before she comes in here,” said the preacher, his voice showing some impatience. An uneasy feeling began to grip him when he looked up at the faces of his two sons.

Luke moved to the phone on the bedside table. He could see the cable was disconnected. Matt joined him.

“What are we going to do?” he asked his brother.

Luke was silent. He returned to the bed.

“Father, Mother says you hired a private investigator to spy on her. Is that right?”

The reverend Moore looked up at his son and his face turned red with anger.

“I order you to call the police. Your mother has poisoned me. Do you hear me?”

“Father, you’ve had a stroke. How can you say that about Mom?” asked Luke angrily.

The reverend Moore looked up at his sons and fear gripped his heart. He looked at Matt.

“Matt, call the police. Call for an ambulance. Now.”

Matt looked down at his prostrate father and glanced at his brother.

“You’re going to take mother away from us father. I can’t let you do that,” he said softly, amazed at his disobedience.

The reverend Moore looked at his sons in shock.

“She’s corrupted you. My God, I should have divorced her years ago.”

“What has she done?” asked Luke, ignoring his father’s comment.

“I told you earlier. Do you not believe me?” the Reverend asked.

“We don’t believe you, father,” snapped Matt.

“How dare you,” the Reverend snapped back.

Matt stepped back, his fear of his father returning.

“What has she done that’s so bad?” asked Luke.

“My God…did you not hear what I told you earlier. You’re mother has defrauded the church of nearly 10 million dollars. That money was meant for charitable purposes…that money was meant to feed millions of starving people…people who are dying or are already dead now because of her greed. That’s what she has done…her greed has murdered millions,” said the Reverend angrily.

“Can you prove that, Father?” Luke asked.

“Of course I can. I’ve had a private investigator investigating our funds. The evidence is clear, your mother funneled money from our charities into her own accounts,” said the exasperated preacher.

“That money was to build our church, Father,” snapped Luke.

“What are you talking about? People donated that money for the poor. Wwhat has happened to you?” the Reverend Moore asked.

“Mother has worked very hard for you and us to build this church, and you want to destroy it all, so some niggers thousands of miles from here can stave off death for a few days,” Luke said angrily.

“Yeah father, we don’t give a shit about some stupid niggers dying of hunger. You’re giving our money away. You want us to have nothing. I hope you rot in hell, Father,” shouted Matt.

The Reverend Moore looked up at his sons in shock.

“My Godddddd…Dear Godddddd…help me.”

“Your God can’t help you now,” said the witch as she approached the bed.

The Reverend looked at the woman. She had been in his room earlier.

“Who are you?” he asked.

“What have you done to my sons?”

“My name isn’t important. All you have to know is that I am a missionary of sorts,” replied the witch smiling.

“I’ve watched your family very closely now for many months. And when your wife came to me and asked me to convert your sons…well…I jumped at the chance.”

“Missionary…conversion…I don’t understand, what are talking about?” asked the Reverend as his heart began to race in his chest.

“Religion…Reverend Moore…I am talking about religion,” answered the witch.

“What religion?”

“A very special religion…and I think your sons are now fully dedicated to it. Would you like to see?” said the witch grinning from ear to ear.

Beth Moore walked into the bedroom and approached her husband’s bed. She looked down at her husband, her face a mask of wickedness. The Reverend Moore looked up at her and his eyes glistened with fury.

“You evil woman…you’ll go to hell for this,” he snarled.

“Actually, there’s no need for her to go anywhere,” said the witch laying her hand on Beth’s shoulder.

“You’ve heard the expression…heaven on earth…well, let me show you what hell looks like,” said the witch as she stood aside.

“Let me show you how your wife converted your lovely innocent boys to our religious beliefs.”

The witch nodded at the boys.

Luke turned to his mother and laid his hands on her blouse covered breasts.

The Reverend watched in horror as his son squeezed his wife’s breasts.

The witch leaned over and whispered in Beth’s ear.

“Relaxxxxxxxx.”

Beth immediately began to open her blouse as she stared at her wild eyed husband.

“No,” said the witch.

“Show your husband what’s going to happen on his altar later this morning…after the sorrowful service. Show him what is going to happen in his church every fucking Sunday after service…right there on his altar,” the witch sneered.

“Holy shit,” said Luke looking down at his horrified father.

“Don’t ask me Luke, ask the new spiritual leader of your church,” replied the witch laughing.

Luke looked at his mother.

“Mom…can we…”

“On your father’s altar…,” asked Beth.

She looked down at her husband with a wicked grin on her face.

“Every fucking Sundayyyyyyy,” she groaned.

“Me too mom” said Matt as he caught his father’s eye.

“You must prove yourself first,” said the witch.

“Luke…rip her clothes off.”

Luke glanced down at his father and grinned. His hands gripped his mother’s blouse and with a violent tug, he ripped the soft garment off her body, letting it fall to the floor. Beth stood proudly displaying her large naked breasts before her son. She looked at his father and grinned. Matt rushed behind his mother and not to be outdone, he violently tugged her shorts down her hips on till they fell in a heap around her ankles and she stepped out of them. Matt made a move to rip his mother’s panties off her body, but the witch stopped him.

“There’s no rush, Matt. I want your father to see how seriously you take your religious obligations,” said the witch.

Beth stood naked but for her panties sandwiched between her two sons as their hands consumed her flesh.

“Myyyyy goddddd,” cried the Reverend.

“Evil woman…evil women.”

“Don’t blame your wife, Reverend,” said the witch moving up behind Matt and hugging him.

“Tell your father how long you’ve lusted after your mother?”

Matt slid his hands onto the full cheeks of his mother’s ass and glanced at his father. His fathers look of disgust made him look away.

“Don’t be afraid of him, Matt. You have your hands on your mother’s ass and there’s nothing he can do about it. Did you lust after her whilst in church?”

Matt looked his father in the eye.

“All the time,” he groaned, as he lowered his head and kissed his mother’s neck.

“Ohhhhhhh christtttttt,” Beth groaned.

“Christ be fucked…and what about you Luke?” asked the witch moving around to him.

Luke didn’t answer. Instead he lowered his greedy mouth onto his mother’s left breast and with a loud groan, sucked her hard brown nipple into his greedy mouth.

“Ughhhhhhhhh,” groaned Beth as she felt her legs turn to putty.

“Well, it seems like Luke is busy at the moment, Reverend. But take it from me…he’s had a hard on for your wife for years. Breast feed has such an effect on children, don’t you think.”

The Reverend Moore closed his eyes and began to pray.

“Open your fucking eyes or I’ll suck them out of your head,” the witch snapped.

When he ignored her, leaned down and blew on his eyelids. Immediately, he opened his eyelids.

“Witchcraft is such fun isn’t it Reverend?” she grinned at him.

“That’s right. I’m a witch and thanks to your wife, I’ve found a home within the safe pillars of your church. How does that make you feel?”

“Satan be gone from here,” groaned the Reverend as the terrible truth dawned on him.

“I want to fuck her,” yelled Luke, his hand sliding over his mother’s silk covered pussy.

“And you shall, my dear boy, but you must restrain yourself. After all, this is a ceremony, and you must take your time so that our master comes to us, but you may remove your shorts so your father can see what real men look like,” said the witch getting up from the bed and watching the boys undress.

Matt and Luke shed their clothes quickly and moved to embrace their mother but the witch maneuvered them so they turned to face their father. The Reverend tried to close his eyes but he couldn’t. His mouth opened in horror as he saw his son’s huge cocks throbbing in the air on either side of their mother.

“Now that’s what I call prime cock meat,” said the witch.

“Don’t be shy Beth. After all, they come from your genes more than your husbands.”

Beth looked at her husband with a wicked grin and slid her wanton hands down onto the hard throbbing flesh of her son’s organs.

“Satannnnn…begone,” yelled the Reverend, beside himself with anger. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest.

The witch laughed.

She was enjoying her self thoroughly and wanted to drag the Reverends torture out as much as she could. She saw the twins hands slide down between their mother’s legs and moved quickly. She slapped both their hands away.

“I have to fuck her,” roared Luke as his mother’s hand slid back and forth on his throbbing cock.

“You see Reverend. You see what the young boys want today. They want to fuck…but not just the homecoming queen…no…they want to fuck their mother’s…their sisters…their aunt’s…even their grandmother’s. Welcome to the new world order,’ said the witch as she pushed both boys to their knees.

“Welcome to family values 2003.”

The witch then took Beth’s hands and packed them on her hips.

“Look at the whore of Babylon Reverend…your church’s new leader.”

Beth took her queue and slowly pealed her silk panties downwards on till they fell to the floor and she stepped out of them. Immediately, both boys bent their heads forward in a frantic effort to get to her cunt first.

“Look at them fight over your wife’s cunt, your own son’s…their own mother…my goddddd,” laughed the witch.

Luke won the fight to get his mouth onto his mother’s cunt first and he groaned like a wounded animal as he licked her dripping pussy.

Matt, realizing he could not drink from this well, moved around behind his mother and spreading her ass wide, he feasted in the warm wet crevice between her ass.

“Hmmmmm, what a pity you can’t see what your darling Matt is doing, Reverend,” said the witch as she watched Matt run his tongue up and down over his mother’s asshole.

“He certainly knows where the Fertile Crescent is.”

Beth felt her knee’s buckle and she fell forward onto the bed beside her husband. Matt was the first to react as his brother struggled to free himself under his mother’s legs. He quickly got to his feet and positioned himself behind his mother’s ass. Bringing his cock up against his mother’s cunt, he thrust forward. The wet dripping lips of Beth’s cunt opened and spread invitingly around the polished blue head of his cock.

Beth looked at her husband as she readied herself for the second thrust of her son. The Reverend’s eye’s opened wide in shock as he watched his young son clasp his mother’s hips tightly and thrust his cock violently up her cunt till his balls pressed hard against her mound.

“Ughhhhhhhhh,” Beth groaned.

“Ahhhhhhh fuckkkkkk,” roared Matt as he let his cock soak inside his mother’s boiling cunt for a moment.

The witch slid onto the bed beside Beth.

“What’s it feel like Beth…tell your poor husband what it feel’s like to have your son up your cunt to the balls.”

Beth grinned at her horrified husband.

“I feel…ughhhhh…stuffed,” she gasped.

“Don’t move Matt,” said the witch looking over her shoulder.

“Mother fucker,” yelled Matt as he slid half of his cock out of his mother’s succulent cunt.

“I said…don’t fucking move,” said the witch, as she glared at Matt.

Not wanting to stay half in and half out and seeing his chance at thrusting at his mother, Matt drove his cock back up her cunt as if he wanted to get his balls inside her too. Beth moaned with pleasure and the bed shook with the violence of her son’s brutal thrust.

“Does that feel good Beth…tell your husband how good it feels to have your son’s cock inside your greedy cunt.”

“It feels good…so good,” purred Beth as her son soaked his cock inside her.

“Milk him Beth. Milk your son’s cock with your clasping cunt,’ said the witch, beside herself with wickedness,

Beth concentrated hard and began to squeeze down on her son’s throbbing cock.

“Ahhhhhhhhh shit,” groaned Matt as he started to move his hips backwards.

“Don’t fucking move!!” yelled the witch.

Matt slid back to the hilt in his mother.

“Milk him as you’ve milked his father’s charities,” hissed the witch as she glared at the Reverend.

Beth groaned as her cunt contracted and released around her son’s throbbing cock.

“Hey…what about me?” Luke snarled as he stood stroking his immense hard on behind his brother.

“Fuck youuuuu,” snapped his brother.

Luke slapped Matt’s head.

“It’s my turn asshole.”

“Shut up Luke…who’s in charge of this fucking orgy anyway,” said the witch.

“Reverend Moore, is it ok if Luke sticks his cock in his mother’s mouth?” the witch laughed.

“Leave Satan…leave my family alone…be gone from this house,” said the Reverend in a weak voice.

“Can I fuck her mouth,” yelled Luke, ignoring his father’s call to Satan.

“Do you hear that Reverend?” asked the witch.

“Luke would really like to shove his cock inside his mom’s mouth…hmmmm?”

“Your father say’s no Luke. He wants you to pray for the starving niggers whom your Mother stole from.”

“Fuck em,” grunted Luke as he ran around the bed and climbed up opposite his mother. He looked down at his father but a moment before reaching over and grabbing his mother’s head. He thrust his throbbing cock towards his mother’s mouth.

Beth reached out to grab her son’s cock with a hand, but the witch slapped it away.

“No hands Beth. I want your husband to see everything,” said the witch.

Beth opened her mouth and sucked half her son’s cock inside her wanton mouth.

“Ughhhhhhhhhh yessssssss,” grunted Luke as he thrust his hops forward burying the rest of his cock in his mother’s mouth.

Beth moaned as her body shook hard.

The witch turned to look at Matt who had started to fuck his mother hard. He saw the witch’s face and stopped immediately.

“Luke’s fucking her mouth,” Matt yelled.

“Lorddddd help ussssss,” groaned the Reverend unable to believe what he was hearing and seeing.

The witch sniggered and ignored him.

“Stop moving Luke.”

“Fuck this,” cried Luke.

But he slammed his cock down his mother’s throat and held it there.

“Now…suck him hard Beth…suck the motherfucker,” yelled the witch.

Beth glued her mouth tightly to her son’s throbbing cock meat as her wicked tongue slithered underneath.

“Ohhhhh jesussssssss,” groaned Luke as he began to pump his hips.

“He’s fucking her” moaned Matt.

“Stop fucking her mouth,” snapped the witch.

“This is bullshit…ughhhhhhh…why…ahhhhhh…why can’t we fuck herrrrr,” Luke groaned.

“Yeahhhh…I can’t hold on…much longerrrrr,” snorted Matt as his mother’s cunt milked his dripping cock meat.

The witch sat up and looked at them both.

“You know what you have to do. You have six hours until the service starts. I want you to last…I want you to fuck your mother for hours do you hear me.”

“We can’t do that…we have to cummmm,” groaned Matt.

“The only person who’ll cum is your mother. If you feel close then withdraw and hold it,” said the witch.

“But why?” groaned Luke as his mother sucked hard on his prick.

The witch smiled at the boys and looked at the Reverend.

“The job may take a while, besides, its good practice. When we hold black masses in your father’s church, they’ll go on for hour’s maybe even days. You wouldn’t want to look weak in front of the congregation, would you?” said the witch with a wicked grin on her face.

The Reverend gasped.

“Black mass?” said Luke.

“That’s like a fucking orgy?” he groaned as his mother’s mouth sucked his cock hard.

“Wickedddddd woman…I renounce Satan,” he groaned.

“It looks like your family most certainly doesn’t,” said the witch laughing.

“Now you boys must follow my instructions…the first one of you to cum is a Winnie. Do you understand?”

The boys reluctantly nodded.

Beth took her mouth off Luke and gasped for air.

“Jesussssss…I need a good fucking,” she yelled.

“Fuck her!!” yelled the witch.

Matt began to fuck his mother with violent thrusts of his engorged cock, but after just four brutal strokes, he felt his cum boil up from his balls.

“Matttttttttt!!” said the witch, watching his face closely.

“Fuckkkkkkkkkk” roared Matt as he quickly withdrew his dripping cock.

“Nooooooooo, ohhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkk,” yelled his mother, not pleased about her cunt being empty.

“Luke!! Fuck her cunt,” cried the witch.

Luke grinned with demonic pleasure as he withdrew his cock from his mother’s mouth. Getting off the bed, he ran around to the other side of the bed and pushing his demented brother aside, he took hold of his mother’s curvaceous hips and with a loud groan, he shoved his cock right up her cunt.

“Ohhhhh shitttttttt,” yelled Beth as she felt her son’s hot throbbing cock up her cunt to the balls.

“Fuck meeeeeeeee,” she cried.

“Fuck my cuntttttttttttt.”

Luke had every intention of doing just that. He began to fuck his mother with long brutal strokes of his cock. Beth did everything she could to help him. Her wicked hips churned around in tight circles and she pushed her ass back at her son as he drove his cock into her like a jack hammer. Luke concentrated hard as he fucked his mother brutally. He wanted to show his superior fucking skills and out do his brother, but he too began to feel his balls contracting.

“Ahhhhhhhh shittttttttt,” he groaned.

“Hold still,” cried the witch.

Luke ignored her. He felt his cum begin to bubble up inside his balls and stopping was the last thing he wanted to do.

“He’s cuming,” yelled Matt, as he stood beside his brother.

“Stop!!” yelled the witch.

Luke glared at the witch but he stopped fucking his mother and held his cock inside her dripping cunt. Beth had no intention of stopping though. She continued churning her full shapely ass around in wicked circles as she pushed herself back at her son.

“Fuck me…fuck me…fuck me…fuck meeeeeeeeeeee” she yelled.

The witch grinned and walked around behind the prostrate reverend. Leaning down, she whispered in his ear.

“How are you feeling Reverend?…hmmmm. Why don’t you pray to your god to help you,” she laughed.

Matt rushed passed her and climbed up in front of his mother. He took her head in his hands and shoved his throbbing cock inside her mouth. He groaned as she sucked him hard, her wanton tongue sliding under his rampant cock. But he too wanted to impress the witch, so he remained still as his mother’s mouth drove him mad with lust.

“Good boy,” said the witch.

“I’m sure your father must be proud of you,” she laughed.

“Are you?” she asked the Reverend.

“Damn you all to hell” he groaned.

The witch laughed.

“Why Reverend…don’t you know? This is hell,” she sneered.

She bent her head down close to his ear.

“The things were going to do with your church,” she hissed.

The Reverend groaned in agony. What he was witnessing was hell indeed.

“Mommmmmm,” Luke groaned.

The witch looked up and saw Beth’s ass moving back and forth rapidly.

“Hold it Luke,” she snapped.

“I can’t,” he cried, his eye’s bulging from his head.

“Get out of her,” yelled the witch.

Beth grunted and slid a hand back onto her son’s ass in an attempt to keep his cock in her. She slid her mouth off Matt’s cock.

“I’m cumingggggg,” she cried.

“Get the fuck out of her,” the witch screamed at Luke.

Luke gritted his teeth and did something he didn’t want to do. He pulled his throbbing cock from his mother’s dripping pussy.

“Nooooooooo,” cried Beth as her son vacated her boiling cunt.

Luke stood back as his cock throbbed in need of relief. His mother’s body continued to move as if he were still inside her.

“Help meeeeeee,” she screamed.

Matt began to climb off the bed but the witch stopped him.

“Luke, eat her. Eat her cunt,” she snapped.

Luke didn’t hesitate. Getting onto his knees beside the bed, he gripped his mother’s shaking hips and glued his mouth onto his mother’s dripping cunt.

“Ohhhhhh Jesussssssss fuckinggggg christtttttttt,” yelled Beth as her body began to shake with an orgasm.

Matt attempted to shove his cock into her mouth, but she moved her head from side to side bellowing like a mad woman. She fell forward and collapsed onto her husband, gasping for air. The witch watched in glee as Luke followed her body, spreading her ass apart, as he lapped at her juicy asshole. The witch snapped her fingers at Matt who stood beside the bed with his huge cock throbbing in front of him.

“Taste your mother,” she hissed at him.

Luke grunted and realized he had missed his mother’s cunt. Pulling her backwards, he positioned her body so he could get his mouth onto her dripping cunt. But his brother pushed him aside with great force and the shocked boy watched his younger twin devour his mother’s pussy with a loud groan. Luke dragged himself up from the ground and was about to push his brother off when the witch snapped at him.

“Snooze you loose,” she hissed at him.

The boy stood back and watched his brother lick and suck his mother clean.

“Do you hear that Reverend?” asked the witch.

“Do you hear your son feasting on his mother’s cunt? Hmmmm?”

“Matt, show your father how good mommy tastes,” she grinned.

Matt immediately stood up and licked his lips as he looked down at his father.

“My goddddddd,” his father groaned.

“Their hunger more than your weak faith can feed, Reverend,” laughed the witch.

Matt began to climb up over his mother, his throbbing cock dripping pre cum over her shaking ass.

“No fucking wayyyyy,” yelled Luke as he quickly pulled his brother off his mother.

“My fucking turn!!’ he yelled at his brother, who glared back at him.

“Look at them, Reverend…look at them. Their animals now, only eager to fuck their mother any chance they get,” said the witch looking down at the preacher.

“How do you feel about that?” she taunted him.

“The power of Satan is great, is it not?”

The preacher looked on in horror as his eldest son climbed up onto his mother’s body.

“Luke, what are you doing?” asked the witch, rubbing his back and ass.

“I wanna fuck her ass,” he grunted.

“Hear that, Reverend…your son wants to fuck your wife’s ass,” hissed the witch.

“Isn’t that sodomy, Reverend…hmmmm…your son wants to sodomize his mother.”

The witch moved around the bed to face Beth. The woman was still panting from her last explosion. She looked up at the witch with dazed eyes and then she turned to her husband and groaned as she realized what her son was trying to do.

Luke held himself up on his hands as he pushed his throbbing cock into the sweaty cleft of his mother’s ass. Seeing his delicious target, he pushed the cum dripping head of his cock against it and pushed. Beth grinned at her husband and opened her mouth wide as her groans filled the room.

“Slowlyyyyyyyyy,” she grunted.

Matt pushed his hips downward and his purple cock head slipped inside his mother’s asshole.

“Fuckkkkkkkk,” he groaned.

The witch bent down close to Beth’s face.

“What’s it feel like to be sodomized by your own son,” she hissed.

“Wonderfullllllllllllll,” groaned Beth as she lifted her ass up to her son.

Luke’s cock began to slide slowly into his mother’s ass. He gritted his teeth and fought hard not cum.

“He’s cuming,” yelled Matt, eager to get back inside his mother.

“No he’s not,” replied the witch.

“Luke will cum when he’s told, isn’t that so?” asked the witch.

“Yessssssss,” grunted Luke.

The boy turned his head skywards and looked up at the ceiling as he fought to control his fucking. He felt the tremendous heat of his mother’s asshole and he fought hard to keep his cum in his balls.

“Milk him!!” cried the witch. “Milk his cock!!”

Luke groaned as he felt his mother’s ass channel clamp down on his throbbing cock.

“Ohhhhh Godddddd,” he cried out.

“He’s cumming…let me try,” yelled Matt, beside himself with jealousy.

The witch ignored him. She walked around the bed and peered between Luke’s legs. The boy was inside his mother’s ass to the balls.

“Good boy Luke,” she said patting his young ass.

“It’s good to soak inside her ass, isn’t it,” she asked.

Luke didn’t answer. He gritted his teeth as his mother’s ass chute contracted and expanded around his young cock. He had the tremendous urge to fuck his mother’s ass hard, but he dared not move his cock. He let his bloated organ soak inside her ass and groaned with frustration. The witch could see his struggle and smiled.

“Now, it’s time to fuck her ass Luke. Show your father how good sodomy is,” she grinned.

Luke felt his mother lift her body upwards as she raised her self up on her hands. She looked back at him over her shoulder and grinned.

“Come on baby, show daddy how to fuck your mommy’s ass,” she grunted.

“Fuckkkkkkkk,” he grunted as he felt his mother move her ass in small tight circles.

“Mommmmmmmm,” he screamed.

“Fuck her,” yelled Matt as he watched his brother’s torture with glee.

But Luke merely lay still inside his mothers sucking clasping ass. He could feel his balls beginning to contract violently.

“I order you to fuck her ass hard,” said the witch.

“I’ll cummmmmmm,” he groaned.

“You’ll fuck her hard…I want ten good stroke’s and then pull out and let your brother have a go,” replied the witch.

Luke didn’t move. The witch suddenly bent down and pulling his young ass cheeks apart lapped her wicked tongue against his asshole. Luke went wild with lust as he felt the witch’s tongue sliding into his ass. He pulled his cock out of his mother’s asshole to the head and gripping her hips tightly, he drove his cock back inside her tight asshole till his balls bounced off her cunt.

Beth let out a scream of lust as her son began to piston his cock in and out of her succulent asshole. The bed began to creak and move as Luke fucked his mother’s asshole good. Behind him, the witch clapped her hands in joy as she wants the incestuous sodomy. Luke was fucking and groaning like a mad man. She bent down to him and whispered in his ear.

“Satan loves you Luke. You have honored him to day. But you mustn’t cum yet. When you feel the need, withdraw from her.”

Luke groaned in sexual agony. “Pleaseeeeeeeeeee.”

“Obey me,” replied the witch.

“Fuckkkkkkk,” groaned Luke as he pulled his cock completely out of his mother’s ass.

Within seconds, he was being pulled backwards by Matt. The younger twin scrambled up on the bed over his mother’s churning ass and spread her wide with his fingers.

“Let’s see how well you do,” sneered the witch as she rubbed Matt’s ass.

“Fuckkkkk meeeee,” screamed Beth as she thrust her ass up at him.

Luke positioned him self over her as his brother had done and pushed his dripping cock against her wet asshole. Holding himself up on his hands, he pushed his hips forward, spreading her tight asshole around his purple headed cock.

“Ohhhhhhhh Goddddddd yesssssss,” cried his mother as she felt her son’s cock head sink inside her.

Matt, determined to show his brother up, held himself still for a moment as he gathered himself up for the final assault.

“Fuck me, Matt…fuck meeeeeee,” grunted his mother.

When he hesitated, she thrust her ass up at him, wedging half of his throbbing organ inside her hot ass.

“Shittttttttttttttttttt,” Matt groaned.

“Fuck her,” yelled his brother from behind.

The witch slid her hands onto his ass and spreading him, she pushed a finger into his ass to the knuckle.

“Aghhhhhhhhhh,” groaned Matt, as he thrust forward burying his cock to the hilt in his mother’s ass.

“Ohhhhhhhh…ahhhhhhhhhh,” cried his mother as she felt her ass filled to capacity with prime cock meat.

“Good boyyyyy,” said the witch as she fucked her finger in and out of his ass.

“Show daddy how you’re going to desecrate his church.”

Matt soaked his cock in side his mothers ass for a few moments, letting the wonderful feeling wash over him. Then, holding himself up on his hands, he pulled his cock out of her till only the bulbous head remained. Then he drove himself deep into her ass again, pushing his swollen balls against his mother’s cunt.

“Aghhhhhhhhhhh shittttttt,” he grunted as he felt his mother’s ass cling tightly to his withdrawing cock.

The witch finger fucked his ass quickly as Matt drove his incestuous organ back inside his mother’s rectum. Beneath him, Beth swung her ass around in tight circles, crying out in pleasure and shaking her head in incestuous delirium. She slid her hand under her belly and played with her cunt. Meanwhile, Matt began to fuck her ass brutally as the witch fucked his ass with her finger. When she saw Beth’s hand on her cunt, she leaned down to her and whispered in her ear. Beth groaned and began to lift herself up off the bed.

“Stop Matt. Stay inside her,” cried the witch.

Beth moved her feet onto the floor and turned towards her prostrate husband. He glared at her with hatred in his eyes and he began groaning and breathing heavily. Matt kept his cock shoved deep inside her ass and his strong hands grasped her wanton hips. Then he began to fuck his mother’s ass with brutal strokes of his cock. Beth groaned as her body shook with the force of her son fucking.

“Take charge, Beth,” shouted the witch excitedly.

“Tell the fucker what’s going to happen to his church.”

Beth grinned at her husband as her son pounded her ass unmercifully.

“Ohhhhhhhh this is so goooooooooood,” Beth groaned.

“Satannnnnnn,” her husband cried.

“Yessssssss…praise Satan. He hasgiven…ughhhhhhhhhhh…my sons back to ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkk,” Beth screamed, turning her head around to look at her son’s demonic face.

“He’s cumminnnnnng,’ yelled Luke pulling at his brother’s arm.

“Get the fuck out of her,” yelled the witch.

Matt cursed, but withdrew his cock from his mother’s ass.

“I fucked her better than you,” he growled at his brother.

Luke flipped him the finger and was about to mount his mother from behind when she slid her hand back and grabbed his cock. She pointed it at her cunt and pushed herself back, impaling herself on it.

“Fuck my cunt first, then my ass,” cried Beth, her voice drunk with sick depravity.

“Fuck yeahhhh,” Luke groaned as he grabbed his mother’s shapely hips tightly and thrust his body violently at her, penetrating her cunt to the hilt.

“Ughhhhhhhhhhhh,” he groaned as he started to fuck her cunt with long brutal strokes.

“Ohhhhhhhh godddddddd that’s gooooooooddd,” groaned Beth, looking down at her husband.

The Reverend’s breathing had become more labored and his face was white with shock. Beth saw his deterioration and a feeling of supreme power passed over her. She could see the life fading in her husband and seeing him die, made her delirious with pleasure and relief.

“Die you fucker,” she groaned.

“Ughhhhhhhhh…hurry up and dieeeeeeeee.”

“That’s it Beth, let it all out,” the witch cried.

“Ughhhhh…oh shittttttttt,” Beth cried.

“Ahhhhh…your church is mine now…and Satansssssssssss…oh fuck meeeeee…switchhhhhhhhh,” she screamed.

Luke pulled his cock out of her cunt and pushed it against his mother’s asshole. It slid inside and he buried himself to the balls in her ass. No sooner was he deep inside his mother’s bowels than he felt his cum begin to boil up inside his bloated balls.

“Fuckkkkkkkkk,” he yelled, pulling himself from her assand staggering backwards.

His brother rushed passed him and was about to pork his mother’s ass, when the witch stopped him.

“It’s time for some dp,” she hissed.

“Get on the bed, Matt, and let your mother climb over you.”

Matt quickly crawled over his father’s body and turned onto his back. His mother crawled up over him and was about to mount him, when he turned her around quickly.

“I want her ass,” he snorted.

“Take it!!” said the witch, “but do not come inside her.”

Beth sat on her son with her back to him. Grabbing his cock, she pushed its bulbous head against her asshole and sank down slowly on it till she had all of it up her wanton ass. She groaned and lay back on his body, holding her body up with her hands. Luke made a dart towards her spread thighs, but the witch stopped him.

“Hold it mister, your ready to blow any minute,” she giggled.

“I gotta fuck herrrrrrrr…I gotta cummmmm,” he shouted.

“The time is close…look at your father; he’s on the way out. One more shock could do the trick.”

Luke looked at his father who was breathing deeply and he reluctantly stayed out of the fray.

“I have to cum,” he snapped at the witch.

“So you will,” said the witch smiling at him.

Meanwhile, Beth now had Matt’s cock rammed right up her asshole. He held her legs apart as he began pounding his cock in and out of her tight asshole.

“Ughhhhhhhh jesusssssssss,” he cried as he felt his cock sliding in and out of her succulent asshole.

“I wanna cum,” he groaned at the witch.

“Pleaseeeeeeeee.”

The witch smiled, but said nothing. She looked at the Reverend and saw he was close. One more shock should do the trick. Then, the witch thought of a final act of satanic depravity. Grinning from ear to ear, she climbed up on the bed and whispered something in Beth’s ear. Beth groaned and turned to look at her husband. A wicked grin crossed her face.

“Yesssssssssssss,” she moaned.

“Luke, take her cunt,” said the witch.

Luke didn’t waste any time staggering up onto the bed and positioning himself between his mother’s spread legs.

“Fuck her!!” yelled the witch; her eye’s bulging out of her head with insane depravity.

Luke pressed his cock head against his mothers cunt and it opened wide, sucking him inside. Grunting with lust, he held her waist tightly in his hands and drove forward with all his might. Beth screamed as her son’s cock slid into her to the balls. Beneath her, Matt, not to be out done by his brother, began fucking her ass with brutal strokes of his cock. Beth was truly being double fucked like never before as her son’s let loose a barrage of pumping cock meat into her body.

“Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” was all she could say through a wide open mouth.

The witch stood back to admire her handy work. She had out done her self this time. No one in the coven would believe it. Pity she couldn’t film it. That would come later. Luke, whose ass was a blur of motion as he fucked his mother good, suddenly stopped and turned to look at the witch.

“I gotta…cummmmm,” he screamed.

The witch smiled.

“Hail Satannnnnnn,” she shouted.

“Hail Satannnnn,” shouted Luke as he watched the witch for permission to ejaculate.

“Cummmmmm inside your mother,” replied the witch.

Luke turned his attention to his mother and holding her shaking hips tightly, he thrust his hips violently, driving his throbbing cock head into her womb. He thought of withdrawing for one more thrust, but it was too late. Hot streams of young cock cream, spewed out of his throbbing organ and gushed into his birthplace.

“Aghhhhhhhhhh,” he groaned, as he emptied his bloated balls into his mother’ cunt.

Beth felt her son’s hot sperm splash against the walls of her womb and she drove her hips up at him with mad desire. She was close herself. Matt began to drive his cock into his mother’s ass like a pile driver. The witch saw his eye’s roll over in his head and she climbed on the bed. Standing beside him, she slapped his face.

“Who said you could cum,” she grinned at him.

“I…I…aghhhhhhhhh,” he groaned as he fucked his mother’s ass brutally.

“Honor he who has made this day possible,” she said grabbing his hair.

“Hailllllllll Satann aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” screamed Matt as he drove his throbbing organ into his mother’s ass to the balls.

Beth felt her ass being washed out with scalding sperm and she groaned with pleasure. Luke rolled off his mother and lay on the bed gasping for air. He could hear his brother crying out in the throws of orgasm as his mother’s body shook with lust. Then Matt’s body collapsed under his mother’s and he panted like a dog on a hot summer’s day. Beth continued to fuck her hips back and forth on till his limp cock slipped out of her. Then she looked up at the witch and grinned.

The witch held out her hand and pulled Beth upwards till she stood up on the bed. Then, steadying herself, she stepped towards her husbands head. She looked down at his glazed eyes and a wicked grin formed on her face. Then without hesitation, she turned around to face her staring son’s and squatted down just inches over her husbands face. As her son’s stared open mouthed, Beth positioned her dripping cunt and asshole over her husbands face.

The room was filled with a terrible cry as the Reverend Moore looked up at the sperm filled holes of his wife. His breathing became rapid but he had no choice but to close his mouth shut as the long beads of his son’s cum hung down from his wife’s ass and cunt.

“Open his fucking mouth,” bellowed the witch.

With out hesitation, Beth slid her hand down and forced his jaws open. The Reverend tried to shut them again, but he didn’t have the strength. He began coughing as his son’s cum entered his mouth; his eye’s bulging in shock.

“Fuckkkkkkk,’ yelled Luke as he watched his own sperm dripping into his father’s mouth.

The Reverend began to choke as his son’s hot sperm filled his mouth and slid into his throat. Then his wife moved forward slightly and the Reverend’s eye’s bulged in their sockets as he saw Beth’s asshole open. White cock cream dripped down in long beads into his mouth as he tried to vomit. Suddenly, he groaned out and his head fell to one side.

The witch walked over and held her hand against his neck. Then she slid the hand down under his shirt to his heart. She smiled and looked up at Beth who still squatted over dripping her son’s cum from her ass and cunt onto his head.

“He’s dead,” grinned the witch.

“Holy shit,” groaned Matt.

Beth didn’t say a word. She sat down and rubbed her asshole and cunt over her husbands head.

“Rot in hellllllllllllll,” she screamed, as her hips moved back and forth.

Her amazed son’s watched her for some moments as she began to shout obscenities. Suddenly her body began to shake with the force of an orgasm.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh shitttttttttttttttttttttt,” she screamed as her juices gushed from her wanton cunt onto her husbands head.

After a few moments, she fell forward onto her husband’s lifeless body. The witch snapped her fingers at the twins.

“Take her back to her room.”

The boys took hold of their mother and helped her out of the room. The witch looked down at the dead body of the Reverend Moore. A wicked smile crossed her face. She had succeeded. Now, it was time to clean up. She looked at the clock on the table beside the bed. It was 4 am. She had a few hours to prepare. She frowned when she saw the twins cum pouring out of the Reverend’s mouth. Things had gotten a little out of hand. It would be hard to explain that. She bent down and glued her mouth tightly to the dead pastor’s. Then she started to suck. It took almost five minutes of careful sucking before she had most of the sperm inside her own belly.

Five hours later, a tearful Beth Moore stood with her son’s on the altar of her husband’s church and spoke to the large congregation about her terrible loss. It was a masterful performance which the witch admired from the back of the church.

Across town, an entire family had been reported missing to the police. An elderly grandmother had showed up at her son’s house as she did every Sunday morning only to find the house empty and ransacked. Her son, a private investigator, his wife and their daughter were nowhere to be found. When police showed up at his office, the fire brigade was already on the scene; the small office was engulfed in flames.

That night, millions turned on their TV’s to hear a sobbing widow speak about her wonderful marriage on the weekly church show. None but a few close associates of the dead pastor, were untouched by the heart wrenching words of the grieving widow and her solemn twins.

“My husband is in heaven now. But we must go on and continue to build his church as he would have wanted. My son’s and I look for your continued support in this endeavor. Many of you will be thinking of us this night, but there are others in more need of your affection than we. You see behind me on the screen, what my husband lived and died for; the poor and hungry people of the world. Charity was my husband’s greatest gift as it is yours. Millions of lives have been saved by your charity. I can think of no better way to honor my husbands name tonight than to continue that charity. Won’t you please call the number on your screen and make a contribution to his charities tonight. What better way to honor him, than saving the lives of his other family. I know he will look down from heaven and smile. Thank you all very much.”

To be continued.