. and I was doing all this to the Almighty.“The Lord God Himself saw me ... me, and wanted me for his wife. Asked me for my hand in marriage. Propos...ed to me. Put a ring on my finger. Me, a fat, freckled, pale, middle-class Catholic girl with cousins in South Boston, Philly, and the Bronx! Do you know what that does to me, to know that You loved ... still love me, think me worthy of You? Forgive me for ever doubting or daring to scold or set terms with you or whatever ... it was wrong of me!”. I liked...guys. They were...fine.Those juices were just left over from when Juana was churning my cunt up.Then Juana seized my hair with a hard, firm grip, and yanked my face to her bush. Her silky pubic hairs rubbed across my cheeks. And then her wet vulva found my lips. I felt her hot snatch slid up and down my face. I sealed my mouth shut. I refused to give her the pleasure.“Start licking, dyke,” Juana said, her voice so firm, brooking no disobedience.I shook my head, moaning my wordless. Jill gave one great deepthroat blowjob. I reached out and gave one tit a hard squeeze.After several minutes I could tell that I was close to coming. I warned her so she could pull off but she doubled her efforts, taking me all the way to the root and holding me there. Soon my cock swelled and erupted. Jill swallowed and I could feel her throat muscles contracting, milking my shaft. I drained four of five blasts if my seed straight down her throat. Jill pulled off, smiled and said, “The only. Her moans were flat out sexy, letting me know I was doing the job that I had so badly wanted to do. I wanted to cum deep inside her, but not just yet. I had a couple other plans before I was going to unload inside her womb. I sat up before taking her legs and pushing them up by her head. Holy fuck she’s flexible. I gave her a smirk before I began railing her pussy, making sure the head of my dick violently rubbed against the rough patch at the top of her canal. From past experience, I knew.