”A chaste kiss for the assembly. Promise. Oh very much yes, the promise... Judge Charlie and Brother Barry took the mike again. First, brother Barry..., “Friends and family, I present to you husband and wife, Jerry and Terri Stengall. Judge Charlie, will you do us the joy of the final blessing?”I saw tears in Judge Charlie’s eyes. I know he believes the words he said. “Lord, look upon our little gathering today as we bless the union of man and woman, as You ordained from the beginning. Bless these. Given this, lots of us had to sleep on the couch. Actually it was not as bad as it seems: the typical house in Morocco has the living room surrounded by this high and comfortable sofas. So we were not cramped.Among all those who frequented the house, I had made friends with one woman in particular. Her name was Kebira. She was the uncle’s wife.She was an average height woman, with a slim body, a nice firm ass and a set of tits able to made her loose dress bulge a little. But, mainly, she always. But to my surprise, I was not at all bleeding. He rocked his body slowly, his cock going in and out of me. I could feel my pussy tightening as he did this, and my very own body was beginning to betray me. It was beginning to feel good, and I was starting to enjoy myself. I could feel his telekenetic grip slowly easing from me, and not I was free to move as I pleased. I slowly brought my hands up to his waste, and drew my legs around his body, and rocked with him. He knew I was enjoying. As he walked around the corner, three young men swarmed out from an alley to attack him. The first one grabbed him from behind and the second one punched him in the stomach. Paul doubled up, allowing the third one to kick him in the head, stunning him. He went down and repeated kicks in the head and sides kept him there. Paul didn’t know it when the three men cleaned out his pockets, taking whatever money and tobacco they could find, and ran off, leaving him soaked in him own vomit and bleeding.