She is a complete cuddle slut and always tries to fool around when she is with me. I think because I make her cum so much and so hard. As she has said...many times, she doesn't like girls "like that", but she likes me!We were laying there after devouring some delicious mexican food, sated, and a little sleepy. She stripped almost all the way down (I think she just had panties on), and snuggled up to me, head on my breast, my arm around her. She was doing her famous "starfish" impression by. So I stood back and pulled my gown off and turned around for him"Sue said she couldn't wait and they headed to the bedroom, where she did a little strip of her lacy underwear and thigh high hose for him. "He stripped his clothes off and sat at the edge of the bed watching me move around and play with myself." He has a nice long cock and it got hard right away so I knelt in front of him and sucked him into my mouth, licking the underside, the way you like it Jess." Did he cum in your mouth?" I. There really is no alternative explanation if you accept Calvin’s premise!”“No way, Steve! God would never do that.”“Exactly! Therefore, Calvin must be wrong. You can’t read him and get out of that conclusion. If God knew beforehand, and still created the person, then God is guilty of being a sadistic torturer. If God couldn’t do anything about it, he’s impotent and thus isn’t God. There is simply no escape. Calvin must be wrong, or God isn’t any more worthy of worship than Satan is!”“So you. I allow myself the chance to brush against you in passing and press ever so quickly into you, excusing myself with down cast eyes and a murmured “sorry” and a little smile. My mind usually sees you following me into the building and saying hello, asking if I’d be free for lunch that day. We’d meet at a little restaurant down the street and enjoy a simple lunch and discover shared interests, with a growing physical attraction jus beneath the surface of the conversation. As we left to return to.