.. Heaven? And are you God?" This place is of your own design, tailor made by your own subconscious. I must say I approve of your choice in retirement... Quaint and quiet. Peaceful. You've lived a good life." So I was told," you say, relaxing. "What's supposed to happen now? Am I to stay in this valley for all of eternity?"The figure simply shrugs."That depends on you. You shall always have the matter of free choice as this existence is yours to do with as you please. Consider yourself a God of. When they all went to bed, Scott again was all over Amy, hammering her with his raging hard-on like a teenager. She was laying on her back with her legs spread wide, and Scott was pounding his prick in and out of her pussy with gusto, while squeezing and slapping her big tits as they bounced up and down beneath him. Scott could tell she enjoyed it – she climaxed twice – but she seemed distracted, and he thought he knew why.Afterwards, Scott was lying on his back with Amy’s head resting on his. The children gasped when they came upon the gingerbread cottage, and out popped the wicked witch.. a towering figure who loomed over the lost hungry children. The witch was a modern one.. dressed in pointy spike heels, black stockings, a tight black leather sheath skirt with leggy slit, a leather corset, short black cape and forties hairdo. She waved her long red nails at Hansel and Gretel and asked, in a voice not unlike Tina Turners, "Do you want some of my tasty candy?" The audience. I can't even say I blame you for feeling that way, not after what happened on our last date. You should tell your brother that he doesn't have to be worried about what happened. I got my period, first thing this morning." I don't think he was too worried. That was his first time, and I guess no one told him that he needed to make sure he didn't get you pregnant. I'll tell him though, just in case he is worried about it."We only spent a few more minutes on the phone. Most of that was spent with.