"He knew that he could end this harassment with a simple confession ofhis identity but that would do more harm than good in the long run andcould be c...use for abuse of a different kind entirely if a crowd becameaware of his charade. Defensive flirting to keep his behavior fromescalating seemed like the only option."You're okay. I just don't feel like talking right now. Let's justenjoy the concert."He continued to stand close to Tim, shifting his position any time hetried to casually create. "Yes!" she screamed. "Fuck me, Uncle Mike! Harder! Faster! Fuck my hot pussy!"I continued to ravage her as hard as I could. But I made the mistake of easing up because I didn't want to hurt her. She grabbed my hair and snarled, "Don't you dare ease up, you bastard! Fuck me as hard as you can! I want my pussy to ache for a month from you fucking me! Now fuck me as hard as you can and don't you dare stop!"Her tight pussy felt so great around my cock and I gave it to her as hard as I could. I. It's up me, of course." Up where? My love."As she giggled Mo', could feel her whole body shake. Particularly the velvet walls of her moist vagina vibrated around his cock."Tell me?" he laughingly demanded."It's in my... uh... pussy," she whispered, as if the walls had ears."And my fingers?" On my ass." And where else?" On my... clit." Does it feel nice, my darling"."Y... yes... feels good," she breathlessly replied.Shari began to rock her hips, forward and back. Grinding herself against Mo's. “So, this thing was ... deliberate, me gathering folks up, just to lose them along the way. For what, population redistribution or something? I’m just curious as to your real game plan here, O Lord,” I confronted the Almighty, who chuckled now as he heard my gripe.“Mostly what I said before, but with the caveat that you’ll be back to a smaller, more intimate group soon enough. Places like Stanardsville, near ghost towns, need more people, you know. I’ve used you to help get them back on their.