I followed, as when there and watching, saw her dripping vagina telling of my spent loads. A big buck goat stood close to Saysa, he all brown his fur,...began a tongue licking of her rump, he cleaning away the stringy droplets of mixed bodily fluids.Come breakfast time and to my surprise came to me the black, native boy, he again introduced me to all there. He announcing that during and through the night I had used a tribal doe goat as a thing for sex. He spoke, telling if graphic details what. Quick reads which I have no intent to continue. =============================== ‘How could you humiliate me like that, Paul?’ ‘I should ask the same, dear’ ‘All I did was dance with him!’ ‘If you can’t keep your tone down, this conversation is over.’ ‘Fine.’ ‘You dry humped him and kissed him, openly, on the floor where everyone could see. Not just any kiss, either.’ ‘It’s not like you’ve never kissed anyone at a party, Paul. How about Janice? Or Angela at the Christmas party?’ ‘I’ve never. But feel free to call me Saga as my pen name on here is Sagastume.I used to be a Christian and I was born and raised in the U.S. on the West Coast. My family raised me and my three siblings as Christians. My older brother left religion. I didn't really believe until 2017 then I left the religion in 2020.I joined several atheist communities online and it opened up my eyes. I learned about Christians and Christianity. I learned about me. I knew Christianity wasn't for me anymore. So I left. I. Daly'svery apparent cleavage. Reggie had spent many a nights franticallymasturbating with thought of Julie Daly, a very naked and very hornyJulie Daly, dancing in his head. While he had become friends with Tyleron her son's own merits, he was not at all ashamed to admit that JulieDaly was one of the reasons he'd gotten to know Tyler in the firstplace. The thought of Tyler's mom sitting there with him, wearing whatwas obviously her son's shirts which did a very poor job of controllingher very.