She never pushed, never pressured anyone. She never bullied her hearers. But she attracted, convinced her hearers, by who and what she was.Karen Marsh...ll was another factor. She always chose to sit with me when I made it to church. Every so often she would ask if I’d ‘Spoken to her friend Mister Jesus yet?’. I’d smile and say, ‘not yet’. She’d shake her head, golden locks floating, and say, ‘You should, you know.’ Quite often – not always, by any means – Gillian Marshall would invite me to join. ”In erotism I pressed her boobs, I pressed them with all the force in my hand. All I wanted was for her to feel the pain. She moaned and bit her lips from her teeth. It was a Sangam of love lust and pain for her. I asked her to lay down, opened her legs wide apart. Her wet pussy was in front of me.I rubbed it very fast and I was abusing her. “You motherfucker fucker little slut. I will fuck your little pussy hard, you slut. I love you little slut, I love your boobs bitch I love your pussy your. Lay-dle yourself some." I reluctantly UNPLUGGED my finger and we went for the grog.Three weeks earlier:"Honestly, Abe, (I LOVE teasing him with that whenever I can get away with it) I don't see anything I like for this year's party. They're so lame and not very seductive for an adult theme." Really, Sara? A costume shop with thousands of outfits and they're ALL lame? You said you wanted to go with our own couple's theme that allowed some role play so we could, ummmmm, mingle closely with anyone. "Oh God, yes!" I said, my knees weak."To bite your pussy lips, lick inside your slick hot slit, nibble at your sensitive button?" Yeah," I grunted, my juices running over her strong hand now."To lick your tight, hot, dirty little ass hole with my pink tongue, then kiss your sweet lips so that you can taste all your hot juices?" she teased."Oh God, Kira, stop! Eat my hot cunt, bitch!! Lick my hole!!" I was getting dizzy with lust. Kira wasted no more time in foreplay, but got down on her knees.