She was wearing the thin blue dress she had worn during the week and was naked under it, as my wandering hands quickly found out. I love kissing her a...nd had soon kissed her out of the dress and was fingering her smooth cunt as our tongues were entwined. Looking over ay Kev he had taken off his shorts and was stroking his hard cock as he watched us. I wriggled out of my shorts and she was soon pumping my hard cock with her hand as I worked two fingers deep inside her and stroked her clit with my. " Was the voice I heard and sure enough when I turned around he was sitting in one of the chairs drinking tea.I looked at him but couldn't really describe him and before I could ask he said "Yes that's right I'm God and you're dead. Why don't you take a seat so we can chat a bit." Looking at the room again and back to the empty chair I decided to do as he said and take a seat since I obviously wasn't going anywhere else."I am very sorry for what happened to you just now you weren't supposed to. This, she had learned, was called lubrication. Once ready she started to gently rub the tiny nubbin of flesh. She jerked at the wet friction and moaned a little at the pleasure. She rubbed slowly at first, using her other hand to tease her nipples, then sped up when she felt she had the hang of it. She felt herself come to the edge of an orgasm, but the feeling went away as soon as it had started. "Christ!" she muttered, and sat up on her bed. "I almost had it," she said to Buster. He got up. Rather than tell me, he showed me. He took me down to the basement. We went over to one wall, a movie rack was on it, and pulled out the Linda Blair film, ?Born Innocent?. He said, ?one of the greatest rape scenes of a minor ever. Too bad that it was almost all off camera?. I know what he meant- I had snuck it out a few times myself to watch. He hit a switch behind it on the shelf, and it slid soundlessly to the side. We walked in, and he turned on a light. It was a shrine of sorts. .