. ?” She left it unspoken.He smiled at her and hugged her. She felt weak as he pushed his prick against her.“I’d have wanted to,” he said. “...ut no. I can’t do that any more.”She went weak in his arms, but stiffened again immediately.“Thank goodness,” she breathed. “I don’t know what I’m going to do when I come back.”“You’ll meet some handsome guy up there in the city,” he said. “He’ll want you as much as I do.”“But will I want him?” she asked, her face buried in his chest.“Time will tell,” he. “I would be ... honored, babe. Do you want Trudy there or not?” he replied.“Yes ... she’s part of our ... family now, ain’t she? The three of us are lovers, after all. I know that she wronged him, but she made amends just before he died. I think that Daddy would want her there, too. I need her there, especially if Mom shows up,” Sasha wiped her tears and did her best to compose herself at the loss of her father, a man who deserved better, but at least had peace now.“Ms. Rothstein, I know that. Again her cries of "Don't stop... don't ever stop!" filled his ears as he slammed hard against her white ass-cheeks in one frantic lunge, emptying his balls deep inside her quivering rectum, deep into her belly, the long, hard spurts triggering sensations of shattering satisfaction that caused her to gasp to the rhythm of his jerking spasms.Wendy sighed contentedly, stretched out like a cat on the shag rug and murmured, "That was beautiful... just beautiful. You'll never get rid of me now,. “I sense that you have more questions to ask, Chastity?”“I have indeed, John,” she said with a simpering smile. “How can you be so certain of the date of the ancient structure my husband is searching for although you say there are no events in the Holy Bible that can be accurately dated?”“That is a valid, and perceptive, question Chastity, and one that needs addressing.”Wilkinson paused in contemplation a while before continuing.“It is one of life’s supreme ironies that Christianity is founded.