Suddenly, I felt ill, unidentified discomfort in my stomach. "I'm sorry if I upset you. Percy, my stomach-"I believe organised religion to be the wors... form of hypocrisy. It seeks to oppress. And I will say no more on the matter.As quickly as it came, the waves of nausea left me. No doubt, I had angered him. Wanting to shake this uncomfortable feeling between us, I changed the subject. "Do you want to know why I was at your family gravesite, Percy?"You told me you wanted to be like me."That's. .” Lynette shyly started to turn away from Cathy’s gaze as she suddenly wasn’t sure about sharing anymore of her sexually responsive information with Mike’s former girlfriend.“It’s okay, Lynette,” Cathy softly added after seeing her friend’s sudden discomfort. “You can tell me anything, and I won’t share it or think bad of you. Heck, we’ve already shared some pretty deep stuff, haven’t we?”Lynette finally looked back at Cathy and her facial expression slowly changed from shame to serenity to. "There's just one more thing..."While that great jazz music was playing loudly, I went over to pick up the wine bottle, stuck the cork back in, and took Sue Ellen by the arm over to the over-stuffed arm of our sofa. I sat her down there, naked, nuzzled her ear again, and handed her the wine bottle. Somewhat breathlessly, I said: "Let me watch you put this in your pussy....", and I rubbed some of my spit on the neck of the bottle.Sue Ellen looked at me with a combination of fear, excitement and. Ryan’s dick hard again by this point was rubbing against Alyssa’s pussy. He pulled away and started to finger her. He slowly put one finger in pushing it in and out. Alyssa was moaning and soon her breathing became slower. Then Mr. R stuck to fingers in and went a little faster. “Fuck yeah Mr. R pop my cherry ohh” Alyssa said. Mr. Ryan took his dick and rubbed it against her wet pussy again. More moaning. He started to push it in until her herd a yelp from Alyssa, “Oh Mr. R that hurts! Oh but.