A couple more responses came in but none were worth answering to speak of. Then on wednesday evening I sat down and looked at my emails and there was ... response I really wanted to happen and couldn't answer fast enough."I saw your ad and I want to be your weekend of fun. I am single, 6'2" 200# 8x2.5 c, very dominating yet respectful top, lots of stamina and able to release and keep it up. I am able to host and have all that we might need but you are welcome to bring anything over that you. You do know how to take care of it." I took her by the arm and pulled her over toward me, pushing her head to my cock. "No! Dad! No! Don't make me do that! Please! Dad! No!" Mary begged as she dropped to her knees in front of me, leaning forward and taking my cock into her mouth. I moaned as I put my hands to the side of her face, caressing her as she bobbed up and down on my cock. Mary looked up at me as she engulfed my cock as I smiled down at her. "You ass hole! You know how I love to. Oh, yeah, and I play a mean set of Me Pipes.The atmosphere's finally lightened up enough to where I can go back. I'm taking notes for this official record. See, I'm sort of the liaison for the other gods. If I can make a good home for myself, and attract enough followers, then they all may be able to make a comeback. Well, that, and they hope to use it as evidence in case I do something overly incriminating. They felt, given the current state of (pardon the pun) affairs, I had the best chance. One must admit that she looked extremely sexy in that loose fitting jersey. Her naked thighs would have aroused any guy around, if she had one to show off to. Her full breast pushed suggestively against the thin fabric, her dark aureoles showing teasingly through the air-holes of the sportswear.After what she had gone through in this case, she began wondering about herself. The religion seemed inoffensive overall, and liberating actually in her mind.But what disturbed her more, was what CPO.