”“How do you feel after doing this for 75 years?”“Like I’ve been talking to a fucking wall.”An Irish Lesson:How to get to Heaven from Irel...nd.(A story from an Irish Sunday School teacher)I was testing children in my Dublin Sunday School class, to see if they understood the concept of getting to heaven.I asked them: If I sold my house and my car, had a big garage sale, and gave all my money to the church, would that get me into heaven?’‘NO!’ the children answered.‘If I cleaned the church every. The pussy on my lips was wet and smelled musky and fresh at the same time. I couldn’t feel any pussy hair as it was lowered onto my face and a voice said: “I want you to fuck the pussy with your tongue” I wasn’t about to argue for obvious reasons and stuck my tongue up into the soft, we folds. Working my tongue like a piston into the depths above me, I could feel the juices starting to run down onto my face. She was keeping it dead still allowing my tongue to do all the. I spurted several times and she never lost a drop. Then she held me in her mouth until I was completely soft and then left me slip from between her lips.She sat next to me and we kissed. I could taste my cum on her lips and tongue. I started fingering her again and soon she was moaning and then she was cumming again. My cock was only semi hard so she leaned over and started sucking on me again and within a minute or so I was rock hard. She had removed her jeans and panties sometime while she. I moaned louder than I ever had before as the most powerful orgasm I've ever had overtook me.When the stars faded from my eyes and my body stopped trembling, I saw his cum-soaked face grinning between my legs. I pulled him up from the back of his neck and kissed him deeply, praising him for his talents. I could feel his manhood pressing against my thigh and I desperately wanted to see his dick up close. As if he knew what I was thinking, he stood up and let me reach up to his waistband. I.