In disbelief, he asks, "Where did you come from? How did you get here?"She replies, "I rowed over from the other side of the island where I landed whe...n my cruise ship sank." Amazing," he notes. "You were really lucky to have a row boat wash up with you." Oh, this thing?" explains the woman. "I made the boat out of some raw material I found on the island. The oars were whittled from gum tree branches. I wove the bottom from palm tree branches, and the sides and stern came from an Eucalyptus. With no one to spread her cheeks, her big round ass fell back into positions, providing the sexiest cushion for some hard fucking.I didn't fuck her dirty porn star hard, but smooth, steady and fast enough to make her cheeks shake. As she approached her orgasm, I smacked that ass, called her a "sexy fucking slut" and listened with shear amazement as this sent her over the top for one of the loudest most intense orgasms I think she ever had.It was the kind of orgasm she gets from oral sex, when. “Anyway, over the past three or four decades, a number of Lutheran pastors and theologians here and there have tried to bring the titles and other traditions back, seeing it all as part of their lost heritage.”Rennie waved to a group of men loading the pole barn debris onto a flatbed trailer. He then looked back over at Josie. “Like with most things, some of it’s been good and some not. As for the whole calling a pastor ‘Father’ thing? I don’t think that’s ever coming back, at least not for. I guess it would me, too.We went to the dealer in Marietta. I quickly found a Jeep Liberty in a gold color. It had a lot of options but not any that were too superfluous. We figured out the keys and started charging its dead battery. Once it started, I told Dad that I was going to fill the tank. I took our siphoning stuff and left. Pat got in the passenger seat.I pulled out, getting the feel of the car, truck, SUV, or whatever. We stopped at a gas station that had power and I jimmied the pump.