Jon had to admit Jill legs were about the best he had seen in a long time. He could imagine tight ropes wrapped around those pretty ankles and her ex...osed thighs. His cock agreed. The high heel pumps she was wearing made Jill’s legs look even better. His cock agreed. He thought it was significant that she did not bother to pull her skirt down after she was seated. His cock really agreed. He climbed into his truck, fired up the engine and pulled away. His cock was still at full. Just that thought sent me to have another but more intense orgasm. Oh the naughtiness of it.It was as if he could read my mind. Dagon suddenly moved around and presented his rear to me, his tail hitting me in the face. He pushed backwards against my face and his black balls were close enough for me to reach with my tongue and that is exactly what I did. I licked his balls! I even managed to get his annoying tail out of the way by just having enough purchase on my elbows to free my arm and hand.. Once he was in the shadow of the looming house, he felt safe once again. He listened closely for sounds of movement, or snarling dogs.Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouseJimmy took his backpack off, and set it on the grass in front of one of the bushes. Tip toeing up to the window sill, he profiled his head against the outer wall, and slowly slid his face towards the side of the window. He had taught himself how to move slow enough that the eye couldn’t really detect it; although by. And God said, in a hoarse beer-befuddled slur, the trees and plants are catchy, but they are not quite enough. I'll make some animals; some who can eat the plants, and others who can eat the first group, and all can urinate on the trees and plants. And he saw that it was all rather asinine, but who cares? After all, he was God, wasn't he? What is omnipotence good for if the almighty can't enjoy a few jokes?And God said, So what do I do for an encore? Maybe I will make an animal in my image and.