“That was Adonai, but you know of him as Allah, and now you’ve known him biblically. Yes, that’s right. You mated with my predecessor as God. He...took your maidenhead, your virginity, and thus saved you from losing it in a much less satisfying, more painful fashion to a husband handpicked by your parents. Doubt me? Think, if you will. Would anyone but God transport you like this through space and time, thus saving you from pain and misery? Maybe an angel, but then an angel wouldn’t falsely claim. “What do you want from me?” George whimpered, looking up at Kristoff through sweat and tear blurred eyes. The fight was gone, he didn’t want to see the contents of the flashdrive, his imagination had helpfully replayed the scene, substituting Clarissa with the man standing before him. He’d pay anything, this was career ending and he knew it. “Resign George.” Kris said simply staring down in contempt at the pathetic view George presented. He was surprised however as George’s head snapped up. It was such a fucking turn on. I continued to pinch her nipples alternately as I kissed her deeply, her hands running all over me. I took a look around, surprised that no one was watching us. I decided to be a bit more daring as I ran my hand down her sides and held my hands in between her legs and held her firmly towards me. I heard hear moan into my mouth as we kissed and as she ground her pussy against my hand. I unzipped her trousers and slide my hand inside to feel delightfully smooth silk. Once freed, she moved her arms in the appropriate manner and let her bra fall to the floor. Tom's eyes roamed his mother's chest, around her slightly sagging breasts, as her large pink nipples became stiff with arousal."They're beautiful mom. You're absolutely gorgeous." Thank you," she proudly replied. "You can play with them if you want. I don't mind."Tom hesitantly paused for a moment, before lifting his hands to squeeze his mother's breasts and play with her large nipples with his fingers..