’ ‘We celebrate Christmas, because that is when God, came to earth as a man. He loves us and wants to be with us.’ For some reason, this entire ...iscussion is unnerving to me and I don’t know why. Trish had been watching me, now says, ‘You are very uncomfortable, aren’t you?’ My attention is fully wide awake and I wonder how she knows. ‘Yeah I am.’ ‘Okay,’ and she stands up and acts as though to walk out the door. ‘Patricia?’ I take a deep sigh and say, ‘Let’s go to church. Together.’ She smiles. So think about this: Lucifer and Prometheus are different versions of the same myth. And maybe it’s not altogether a myth … In the Beginning, as the Good Book has it, there was God. God created the world in the form that He wanted it, and put mankind in the world to enjoy it and to sing His praises. (I always had misgivings about the psychology of a God who feels it necessary that such insignificant beings as us should spend our time worshipping Him, but maybe that’s just me …) What He created. Bonnie was in the middle of her climax but felt Jeff's cum as it landed on her. At first she didn't know what it was but she looked over and watched as Jeff shot another stream of cum onto her tits. She didn't know what to think but it did feel good. She looked at Bob and he was staring intently at Jeff cumming. At first she worried that he would be upset but it didn't long for her to know that he wasn't. As soon as Jeff finished cumming he started apologizing for what he had done. Bonnie said. Jack kept his feet flat on the bed, keeping his knees pointing towards the ceiling and Lauren took advantage of this. Carefully she pressed her slit onto his rough kneecap and used one leg to balance herself while the other massaged his tip with her toes. She rubbed and grinded against his rough skin, moaning as her lustful secretions leaked down his leg. Jack’s increased arousal was starting to show as well, a dollop of pre smearing onto her tender toes. She noticed the slimy substance on her.