His enormous stomach was now practically thin. His legs were thin as well, where before they would rub together when he walked, and he could now actua...ly see his feet for the first time without much trouble at all. This was just to much for him to take in. He needed something to drink for his parched throat, while he tried to sort this all out. The soda he had pulled from the fridge still sat on the counter about six feet away. It didn’t look to have been affected in anyway by the explosion.. You simply can't argue with them. It's frustrating beyond belief trying to argue a point with someone who does not find it necessary to incorporate logic and common sense into their arguments. Religion is one of those subjects I do not like to debate. You will never change anyone's mind about it. There are others of course. Gun control, abortion, republican vs. democrat. I stay away from those subjects whenever possible but when someone like Maggie or Jonathan insists upon bringing them up, I. Sasha watched Claire’s juices wash down Mike’s cock as she fucked him. She was rotating and rolling her hips like only a young bitch could. “This cunt is so fucking good Sasha! I love fucking her young inviting cunt! You love it too don’t you Claire? You love fucking Daddy’s cock!” Mike screamed. His voice echoed through the townhouse as he kept voicing about how great Claire was fucking his middle aged cock.Sasha looked like a caterpillar as she inched her ass up and down on his face she loved. This hurt a little and I twisted and shoved at her, but I realized that she had a strong position, bent over and close in. I would have to do something drastically violent to move her, and I just didn't feel particularly violent towards one who had just given me the best blow-job of my life. So I let her continue, which she did by taking my soft penis, tucking it back between my legs and snapping shut the crotch of the bodyshaper."There we go. Nice and smooth," she said rubbing her hand.