I wasn’t supposed to be somewhere I could believe in.Opposite me though was someone I could definitely believe in...“Thea?”“Yes, my love,” s...e replied with a radiant smile.“Am I dead?”“Tricky,” she replied with a grin now.“OK. Er ... what on earth are you wearing?” I asked, somewhat bemused.“I told them I looked like a blancmange in this. I wanted jeans and T-shirt. But, oh no, I have to look ‘heavenly’ for the mortal soul ... that’s you by the way, John,” she replied.“Angels interfering?”“Like. Mujhe malum chale ki meri or bhi aapbiti kahani hai unko apke sath shair karun ya nhi chalo apka jada samye na lete hue main apni kahani pe aata hun…..Darsal ye bat hai us samye ki jab main 9th class main sarkari school me. Padta tha sarkari school me se mujhe suru se gandi bato ka pata chal gya tha or tab humara pariwar kiraye ke makan me rehta tha waha pr 2 hi flor the niche wale flor pr makan malik rehta tha or upar wale flor pr hum rehte the main apne pariwar me akela tha or makan malik ki. He was actually quite drained from the trip. He showered, and put-on jeans, loafers and a nice white collared shirt. As always, he looked rather impeccable, and he figured he wouldn’t have much trouble seducing this young woman.Brad then went downstairs, he was greeted by grace, who wore a simple white shirt that had some Church logo on it, and jeans that did little to hide her womanly hips and full ass. She saw Brad finish his descent down the stairs and said, “Hey there, Mr. Johnson, ready. Harry took his gigantic penis glans and rubbed it around my savaged anus opening. I could feel the huge head as Harry worked his mammoth cock head around my sore aching butt hole for what seemed like forever. The little guy that had been sucking Harry's enormous dick was now laying under me trying to suck my swinging cock. Once he had captured my cock in his hungry mouth he sucked on it greedily, my penis started to respond and stiffen. My anus relaxed and Harry sunk that huge head neck deep.