“Are my hands cold, sweetie? I’m sorry!” That wasn’t it at all, of course; her hands were actually very soft and warm, but the fact that they ...ere on my junk was startling and perplexing. And surreal. I felt myself begin to harden as she answered the big guy, “Oh definitely, Chief! He has a great prick, and these big balls should be more than able to do the job.”“If ya say so, sweet cheeks. Get on with it then.” He leaned back against the edge of his desk and folded his arms across his massive. I always knew you were a little slut he moaned. I grabbed my boobs throwing my head back massaging and pinching them until my nipples were rock hard. Mmmmm sir I think my nipples need some attention I whispered seductively as I climbed on top of his almost naked body. put them in your mouth now. I shouted at him showing him whos in charge. I felt his teeth clamp around my nipple making me moan in pleasure as his bit and licked my right first whilst playing with the other with his fingers. I. “Mmm fuck yeah, suck on my tits, big sister,” I moan. She’s grinding against me now and I’m squeezing her ass. I grab her hair, pull her away from me and say as demanding as possible, “Bed. Now.” When we get to her bedroom she closes the door, and immediately starts taking off her clothes. I help, tugging her jeans down and practically ripping off her panties. I throw her onto the bed and start to kiss her body all over, focusing mainly on her nipples and inner thighs. “Stop teasing me,. But at it's simplest, it's about trying to ... it's hard to express ... the glib way is to say, 'walk with Jesus', but that begs the question what that means. I'm sorry ... I'm not helping much, am I?" How did it work for you?" I don't remember saying anything. I was overwhelmed by the reality, the Presence, of God – what we call 'immanence'. I was aware of His love, his forgiveness, his desire to heal me, to deliver me from my addiction. I just ... surrendered." She chuckled, "I'm told I was.