”“How does the Ray Gun function?” John asked.“It works much like your microwave oven.” God answered, “On what you call radio waves.”“T...at’s why some of the men that jumped from the twin towers took their shirts and pants off. They were wet from the sprinklers and the Ray Gun was boiling them alive.”“That is correct!” God answered.John was thinking of a way to shield everybody. He kept getting a vision of the glass door on the microwave.“Father, why were the buildings destroyed?” John asked.“The. Waiter ab pooja ke nipples ko phir se choosne laga one by one. Woh sexy voice mei uufff ahhh kar rahi thi. Pooja baar baar keh rahi thi, ufff aabbb der maat karo please aab wait nahi hota fuck me now hard please jaldi karo na dear main tumhare penis ke liye tadap rahi hun”Waiter apna penis pooja ki hot wet chut mein ghusane laga two three pushes mein waiter ka pura ka pura penis pooja ke chut mein ghus gaya.. Now he started fucking her gently dheere dheere karne laga. Waiter pooja ko aab dheere. Not sure if I miss you, but I kind of feel like hugging in silence.”I didn’t know what to say, and I tried diverting topics but in vain. It always came back to this. I just wasn’t sure that it was a good idea. The next few days had never been so long because of such awkward chatting. I gave in. We agreed to meet at a cafe.I mostly spend every day at work, even half a day on Sunday, so only evenings were the only free time I cud spare. She wanted more of my time and suggested we spend a night. I could see Jessica blush, but she made no move to cover herself. By the time we reached the restaurant, Jessica was already panting, her fingers moving fast on her pussy. She moaned out as I pulled into a parking spot."Oh, sir. May your slut please cum?" She bit her lower lip as she looked into my eyes."No. Not yet." I said, as I opened the door. Jessica quickly sat up straight. She adjusted her brown hair, which had fallen across her face in her lust.I stood on the sidewalk as Jessica opened.