He’d also have us contemplate specific spiritually-related topics. The examples he gave were words like compassion, love, intention, gratitude, and ...personal renewal. There were others but I forget what he said. He’d get us started and help lead or facilitate the discussion depending on how many of us there were in the group.“The spiritual conversation part of the discussion might be a little more like a sermon or talk. He’d get us really into a topic that he’d done some thinking on and then. " She looked quite serious as she spoke, "I stopped you because you just pulled out of that street without looking. You could have had a nasty accident!" Sally!" I was startled by her manner. She had been so nice before. I guessed it must have been an act so I wouldn't report her for using her phone. "You know that is rubbish. There was nothing wrong with my driving!" Are you calling me a liar?" She placed her hands on her hips, legs apart and I dropped my gaze and replied sadly,"No, I suppose. ’ In a fluid move I grabbed her shoulders in return and drove her down onto my dick impaling her and as I fucked I her I pushed onto it with more and more ferocity until she squealed ‘You are so deep, no-one has been this deep before.’ I was obviously really proud of myself by that point and so I decided to dare my body into going even further. I had been on the edge of coming for so long that it felt like one long drawn out orgasm. Turning her over until she was on her hands and knees I looked. By the fourth spurt I had the presence of mind to move my hands so Kate wouldn't drown, literally, in my cum, but she shook her head when I did, so I put my hands back where they were. I let out a soft moan as another spurt of cum came out, my urethra expanding to compensate for the heavy load. (pun intended) Finally, after around seven or eight spurts of cum, I felt my orgasm subside and closed my eyes, breaking off the eye contact we had. Like I said before, one of the best parts of Kate's.