" Will chuckled. "This is totally different. She hasn't looked at another man since our 'intervention'. It's like magic, man! Yeah, I know it looks st...upid -- but you go with what works, right?" He took a moment to shift the respectable bulge in the front of his shorts.Stan moved his hand slightly, watching the mobile sway. It didn't seem appropriate to mention that he'd been one of the men Will's wife had fucked -- more than a few times. Neither did he want to admit his own marital crisis. Newspapers called him a spirit. Followers called him the Son of God. ‘He was from a holy place,’ he said pointing within his chest when asked where he was from. Those who did not know him considered his answers evasive. Those who were not yet enchanted by him disbelieved that the Son of God was here now. Why? Why now? Why did he come? Those who followed his teachings knew he was incapable of telling an untruth. He always wore white cotton pants and a white tunic top that when the sun passed. ..that’s so good." "I'll bet it is, Bill. You really like that, didn't you?" Smiling, Jill lifted her hand. “Will you think about me more often now when you jack off?" Bill gulped and nodded his head. The throbbing wetness in Jill's pussy felt like it had penetrated her whole body. Slowly, she rose from the bed and untied the sash of her nightie. "Well. I think I’ll give you some more to think about, then." Jill let the nightie fall to the floor, stepping out of it, exposing her nakedness.. ” Jada sighed deeply and looked at the sky again. “That’s something I haven’t done in years, but I think this is might be good night to start again, huh?”Mark squeezed her hand in reply. She turned to him, moving her head closer to his. “Our plan is to meet at5 AMin the lounge. Maybe get up earlier and shower or eat something if we want, but for everyone to meet at5 AM. We’re going to have a prayer service. Fatimaoffered to lead us and we agreed. Do you want to come?”Mark looked at her and.