Now I hear cries and promises from you humans all of the time, the din of your pathetic wishes grates on my ears. I ignore almost all of you, your nee...s and wishes matter not to me and your promises are as nothing. But sometimes there is one that is different, and this boy was one such. There was a sincerity rare among your kind, a purity of desire and belief, a willingness to walk into the abyss. Normally I would have ignored even him, likely he would have come to me anyway, but there was. Lynn closes in for a deep wet kiss. Mary Ann starts crying again as Ms. Lynn’s hands roam over her young body. Her hand slides down her pretty neck to her huge tits. Her mouth goes down to her very stiff hard pink nipples. She licks and sucks them to death as her hand goes down to her dark black clit. She pushes her down with a thump as the strange black women gets into a new position. Ms. Lynn’s hands then move to her tight ass where she starts to smack it real hard. Mary Ann’s head. "Yes it does." He helped himself."So, tell me," asked the goddess, with her mouth full, "what made you change your faith so quickly." You did. All my life I had lived by faith. Believing in things I can't see. Stories that happened millennia ago. When I saw you, I saw something divine. Something miraculous, that didn't require faith. You are a goddess. I worship you." Juan fell to his knees before her.The girl blushed. "Please. The only worship I desire is the pleasure you give me. Call me. Leaning into the bag she tossed me a bottle of oil. “Hey massage guy, do your thing. Oil brings out the best definition in pictures” “I thought I was here as a chaperon. I didn’t think this was a working assignment,” laughing and pouring some oil onto my hands. Since dating Stretch, it had been a while since I had my oiled hands-on Juice’s body. But this time it was to cover her tanned flesh and not to play with any of its oiled parts. None the less, rubbing the oil over Juice’s well-muscled.