We’re working together with the Michaelists, in some friendly competition, but not hostile or adversarial at all. The goal is to turn as many humans... as possible into either Raptured saints or devils of Hell as quickly as we reasonably or realistically can. However, no one below fourteen is to be turned. They must reach that new age of majority and consent first. I’m giving the Michaelists a wide berth, letting them do their thing without direct confrontation or conflict in most cases, due to. Feeling that I could lose control at any moment, I raise your head and give you another passionate kiss. Tasting myself on your tongue.Lowering you on the sand, I lift your dress up to your waist. I smile when I notice that you are not wearing any panties. Moving to your ankles, I start kissing and licking my way up your left leg. Moving to your calf…then your knee…..outer thigh…..then inner thigh. I then move to the other leg and perform the same actions.As I approach your cunt, you spread. He smelled so good. He smelled like a man should, like a man that takes care of himself should. After a while the group of people around them evaporated and they developed their plan. John lived alone and his house was not far from the field so she would announce that she was leaving and go straight to his house where she was to pull around back and wait for him. About 15 minutes after, he would head to his house behind her. The drive was nerve racking. She was so nervous and a million things. But still, the fire raged and burned inside her. Beleeza's big, hard cock pressed against her backside, goading her on further."Well, now you have an audience," Beleeza whispered in her ear. "Why don't you show them what you can do..?"Idina nodded, ashamed out of her mind but turned on like she had never been before in her life. Obediently, she got down on her knees and took Beleeza's big cock in her hands. Gently, she started jerking it, marveling at how hot it felt against her skin. She.