Be fruitful and multiply, right? That's the command.” “Yes, yes, I see that,” he breathed. “You do that everywhere you go. You spread your seed far and wide so we multiply! The women of my flock would be honored to be vessels for your holy daughters.” Christian theology was getting weirder and weirder thanks blowjob to my wanderings, but I had no complaints. I never had a man fawn so much over me, but they were always eager for the Lord's “miracle” to bless their women. Maybe threeway the Lord did send me. I didn't know why I changed. Science really couldn't explain my futa-cock, but God, at least the Christian God, didn't feel right. He was such a downer on sex, Storyline and I was the exact opposite. I'd think maybe the Devil sent me, but the Mother Superior brandishing her crucifix at me did nothing. No, no, I wasn't supernatural. I was hanging out with bigtits these religious people too much. Their ideas were seeping into my mind. Just because science couldn't explain something yet, didn't mean the answer wasn't out there. I followed Brother Gavin down the babe road. He walked with such eagerness. Ahead, a few other men were waiting on the porch. They were all older, like him, and all wearing the same white robes. ” Ivanka rolled her eyes in longing. “I'm sure some do,” Evan said, “but okay, you'll be the one with tan lines.” I loved it. "You gotta relax." Her parents agreed to let her threeway babe stay home, they were only going to be gone blowjob a couple hours anyways. Newlyn liked what he saw. Cindy had an opinion about many of the stories. She began undressing me as I undressed her. The girl stiffened as I enjoyed her virgin lips. Though she didn’t want to get rid of him but acted and struggled to get rid of Storyline him. Most Fridays I volunteered at a soup kitchen, though it produced far better fare than soup. My deepest... darkest... fantasy is to.... Luckily, there was plenty of extra room for her. (I can safely say now that it is even bigger than Ashley’s, by the bigtits way.) The only reason her pussy wasn’t sore is that it was made for that kind of workout, it loved it as long as there was sufficient lubrication and she had certainly had that, she had been sloppy wet and maddeningly turned on.
Music rumbled from them. “M-Maria,” he groaned. “What are you doing? Where are your clothes?” “I've bigtits been so naughty, Daddy,” I purred, sauntering into his office, so aware of his Storyline eyes on my breasts. His chair turned to face me. He gripped the armrests. His dick was swelling in his pants. “I was teasing you all day. I was making you hard, wasn't babe I?” “Well... I mean... I... I...” he spluttered. “You're naked.” “I am naked,” I purred. “I wanted to give you this all day.” My hands slid up my torso, caressing my warm, silky skin. This wondrous pleasure shot heat through me. I groaned as the rapture swept through my threeway body. I gripped my breasts, squeezing and kneading them. My fingers dug into my flesh. I jiggled them. “I wanted you to see blowjob my titties. My cock had started to deflate, but watching their pent up lust for each other was having the opposite effect on me. “Oh, Becky, yes, yes, yes!” The elevator door had closed, but no one had pressed their floor level. The anticipation was a nervous kind of energy. I looked at her pussy and saw my cum leaking out. Storyline Manya lay on the floor, still in a half threeway crawling posture. Again we shook our heads. I bigtits walked by her, to the front, babe blowjob observing her from all angles.
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