Was I a slut? Was I a sinner? Did the needs of my body outweigh the needs of my eternal soul? Do I even believe in all that, or do I just force myself...to so that my mother doesn't beat me?It was truly a wonder that I was even allowed to compete in a school sport, since I spent most of my time locked in the house, but even this small privilege did not come without stipulations. I was only allowed to be on the team as long as I attended the "Christian Athletes United," meetings every other week. So slick was I down there that I had to press down with my crotch, positively grinding my muff against her mouth, using my heads, held out against the wall as leverage to push myself down on her. I could feel my climax building and it erupted from somewhere down inside my stomach, travelling up through my spine, into my nervous system and reached the tips of my toes, fingers and the top of my head at once.“AAAHHHHH!’ I bayed. I shuddered a few times, Lily’s arms and hands clamping down on my. They are Vactimite, Shockalodon and Carodine." Why did you choose these? Oxidite, for instance, has far more addictive properties," the AI questioned, interrupting my presentation."That is true, but it works differently in the body than the ones I mentioned, and if we were able to combine all three of them into a single compound, I believe that its level of addictiveness would increase exponentially," I replied."If you mixed Carodine with either Vactimite or Shockalodon, it would explode," the. I'm being detained by the FBI. They let me use the bathroom and missed the burner phone I had on me when...shit, I got to go.” “Mare, we need to go,” I told her. “What's wrong?” Mary asked, sitting up, cum staining her lips. “Noel's in trouble.” We threw our clothes on, and rushed out of the plane. “My wife was satisfying, yes?” Julius asked as he handed me the papers to sign. He was waiting for us back at the cars, several duffel bags stuffed with money were sitting in the trunk of his gold.