She said that Sandy was not quite ready so I waited. A short time later, Sandy came sliding down the banister; landing with a thud at the bottom. She ...was so excited she was literally bouncing and giggling as she approached me. She was dressed in shorts and a tee-shirt with the squad logo on it.I bowed and took her hand. Placing a kiss on the back of her petite hand I told her in my best French accent, "Sandy, your royal highness, today I am but your humble servant, here to grant your every wish. God the Mother pushed my lips against Her cunt. I lapped it eagerly,and it was like tasting the primal waters of creation. As I spread Her pussy lips, it felt like I was parting those waters as God Himself(Herself? Itself?) had done in the beginning.There is nothing quite so mind-blowing as touching the clitoris of God,sharing in pleasure like the Big Bang itself.Or so I thought.The Christ wrapped His legs around the head of the Mother, and God theMother began eating out the asshole of the Son.. The men flocked around her like bees around a honey pot. Her tiny frame made her look younger than her actual eighteen years and even though he had already tasted the delights of her body he still wanted her. Not immune to her considerable charms But more importantly he had to get her out of the club. He had a strict no touching policy and she was allowing the customers to many liberties with her body. Even as he stood watching a bald man with a paunch had his hand up her skirt. Frowning he saw. Her skirt had hiked up until I could see the dark band at the top of her stocking. Obviously, they had not heard me come in. I could see him looking at her lovely legs, and somehow I knew he would try to make out with my wife.One part of me wanted to walk in and end any further action between them, but another part of me was fascinated by what might happen next. I knew if I entered it would all be over. Instead, I watched and waited, remaining silent. He had his left arm over the back of the.