”“God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform.”He snorted. “So you quote me an eighteenth century hymn writer? Not the Bible?”She s...miled. “Okay. The Good Samaritan. Who is your neighbour?”He sighed. “It’s not easy.”“No, it’s not,” she spoke with serious mien. “I think there’s a lot of stuff the Church has collected which gets in the way of just, well, knowing God. I agree there’s plenty in the Bible about avoiding witches, but, you know, if someone has a gift, and it’s good, and used. I could be hired there this morning and find myself in Saint Louis or San Francisco the next day ready to start work.I was happy to see that the interviewer was a middle-aged guy with glasses. I hated being interviewed by some young dude younger than myself because it made me feel like a loser and that I was on the wrong side of the table. I figured my best asset was my age because most of the large corporations were looking for younger people that they could train and employ at a lower salary. Wait till you see it. When we got home Cindy said she needed to get a shower. I dont want you to get any loose hairs in your mouth. She laughed as she stripped off her shorts and stepped in the tub. I stepped in behind her. I needed a shower too. I didnt want her to taste Lois pussy on me. I didnt know how much cum I had left. We washed each other. Her smooth pussy felt so good. I was getting hard again. She was stroking me with the soap. Kind of ironic. My wife was cleaning me up after I had. I could feel all the veins and ridges of the realistically moulded penis. As she fucked me, she reached out and grabbed my nipples, pulling and nipping them fiercely.It might sound like I wasn't enjoying it, but the problem was that I did enjoy it. I was so desperate for an orgasm that I was pushing right back into her. I squealed with pleasure as she smacked my breasts.I'd been going crazy with frustration, and the sensation of her pushing that rubber dildo into my prostate was heaven. It.