.. and maybe this Alan guy, too, if he’s up for it. He can decide who else I fuck, right, honey? You’re my man! My lovers will be whatever order y...u choose! Yes, I’m a dirty, bad Mormon girl, but I’m Warren’s dirty, bad Mormon girl!” Christine assured us all.“No Temple wedding for you, that much is clear. No Celestial Kingdom for you, either. No godhood for you. No offense, but it would really suck to postpone all of the fun for some future godhead, only to be cheated of it at the last minute.. “You like that,” I asked him teasingly. “Oh yes,” he answered with a smile. I ran my fingers down my sides, touching the softness of my flat tanned belly, before looping my fingers into my shorts and slowly pulling them down just above my knees so that he could see my panties. His eyes lit up watching me run my hand over the top of my panties and rubbing just above where my clit was located. The soft cotton against my fingers turned me on even more. “So sexy,” he whispered loud enough for me to. But there was a steady stream of girls all wanting to study something or the other from me.Some came on recommendations from my mother and some came on their own and some came to see the fun. I got fed up and dressed only in a very short shorts and the whole of my body bare, sweating, stinking, I gave darshan to all these damsels.I turned down many outright but some I wanted to retain for various reasons. Nice physique, nice boobs, nice outlook, etc. One girl, Gita, came to study computers. She. “Uh, mommy, yes,” I cry out, running my hands through her hair.She moans approvingly, drooling on me and slurping on her saliva. Massaging my balls, she slides her lips all the way down my shaft and holds my cock in her mouth for as long as she can. She pulls me quickly out of her mouth and pumps my cock, pulling my foreskin over my head and back down.“Uh, fuck, mommy, who’s my little slut?” I moan out, as she tugs on me.“I am daddy. I’m your little, obedient slut and I’m gonna suck you and.