Allen raised a handto her face, cupping her chin so he could look in her eyes."What?" Cynthia asked analyzing his gaze."Nothing, just thinking how luc...y I am to have you," Allen responded.Cynthia rolled her eyes. "Lucky, schmucky, I'm cursed and a curse toyou."He laughed again. "Then I'm lucky to be cursed with you."Cynthia stood up with boxes of shoes under her arm. Allen stood up too. "My shift ends in a few minutes, you want to wait for me at the door?"Allen shrugged.Cynthia smirked at him. ."I continued to interrogate him."Ah, it's quite simple, really. Let me show you."And with that, he narrowed his eyes on me again... And suddenly, like as if I was a spectator watching a dream unfold, he showed me just what had happened.I saw it all. I saw that it was a few days or so earlier. There was a large crowd gathered around a courtyard. I saw the Roman soldiers. I witnessed Jesus on his knees, tied over a large boulder, with a husky Roman whipping his bare back with all his might. And. It’s that moment you seem to become theirs. Of course, her eyes. I just cannot resist her eyes. Women are strange creatures, they can make you do insane things in their presence that you would never normally do. I just couldn't resist the look in her eyes and the way they pleaded to me. Just the innocence in them, the gleam and sparkle they had, the temptation of her bright, blue eyes and smooth skin was all too much. I kissed her. Her lips were so soft and moist. My hand went upon her warm,. I was thrilled I decide to make it my mission to fill her jacket with my seed. I savored the softness of the lining and I ran my throbbing cock through the folds, I reveled as I pumped a satisfying, large load into her coat. I think it was a within a week’s time that I began to notice that her jacket lining stayed soft and did not become crusty, I also noticed that it was becoming easier and easier to beat-off in her jacket. Sue was leaving it in my sister’s room and they were always leaving.