"So what do we do now?" I said pointing towards the white skin."It's ok, I have that covered, stand up," she said.She opened her bag and brought out a...tube like container."What's that?" I asked."It's fake tan, it's not going to completely make all your chest look thesame so when we get home no going topless for a bit, but by the time yourtan fades then everything will be back to normal, I'll show you how toapply it and then when you need maybe to top it up then you can just doit yourself."She. You have earned my cum and you will have it. But the intensity of the kiss combined with your arse being taken by me… You cum. A distinct peak for once. The wave of it overpowering you. You groan and scream into my mouth. Almost disappointed at not cumming with me. But then you feel it. You feel me pulse again in you as I pull out. And then thrusting deep into your tight arse again… Your ride the second wave of this orgasm. Pulling out and deep in again. And then you feel it. My hot cum. It wasn’t a battle with sin, it was a battle with mortality. If it was just about living a sinless life, then the Resurrection was completely unnecessary. If the battle was with mortality, then the Resurrection is the key to everything. Guess where Orthodox theology is focused? I seem to recall a big party in the Springtime celebrating something important.”“Mrs. Loucks,” Elizaveta asked quietly, “what happens if, at some point in the future, Mike and I make a decision you don’t like? Will you. "I want you to taste me Abby," Brandon utters in throaty desire. He positions himself in front of her, and she obliges him by opening wide and taking in as much of his massive cock as her small mouth can handle. He groans as the pleasure sends waves through him. Her mouth is so warm, wet and soft. Abby forms her lips around his pulsing cock and gently sucks it like a straw. She is amazed at how good it tastes and how much she wants to please him. Brandon buries his hands in her hair and gently.