You can't say it is fiction, if you have people bleeding on tape." Lets give this some more thought. Maybe we should just run with the preacher thing ...or a while and think. We are not on the clock or anything. We make a move today, or next week it's all the same." You have a point none of us have a life," Martin said."Speak for yourself Martin. I have a boyfriend I want to see some day." Gwen said. When she said that I thought of Cheryl. It was just a passing thought, before I forced it from my. Now you can do something for me." What's that hun?" This."She sat up and put her dripping pussy right in front of my face. I stuck my tongue out and licked her from the bottom of her slit all the way to the top. She let out a loud moan and ground her pussy into my face even more. I grabbed hold of her ass and drove my tongue as far into her tight hole as I could. Stephanie continued moaning and started to hump my face. I licked her as fast as I could, nibbled on her cunt lips and blew into her. " And Jesus, Karen knew, was anything but an equivocator. He did notpussy-foot around. He said what He meant and meant what He said. That got Karen to wondering if it was possible that the Church had not gottenit all wrong. Maybe, just maybe, they had misconstrued Jesus' intentions. Maybe His charge was to be taken literally. Was it at all possible that Jesushad never intended for there to be a middle man imposed upon the celebrationthat reverently recreated the sacred and ever so solemn. "I sucked it up, prepared to laugh it off."Ha ha, Paul, good morning to you to ... yes, yes you'd be surprised the miracles R.E.C. can work on poor drunkards like me."The smile suddenly slipped off his face, and he took a deep breath."Now John, everyone gets one ... that's the rule ... but if I ever have to scrape you off the floor of your office again ... we are going to have to have words." Paul's full ruddy face had an expression of the utmost seriousness. I'd often forget that Paul's.