She never pushed, never pressured anyone. She never bullied her hearers. But she attracted, convinced her hearers, by who and what she was.Karen Marsh...ll was another factor. She always chose to sit with me when I made it to church. Every so often she would ask if I’d ‘Spoken to her friend Mister Jesus yet?’. I’d smile and say, ‘not yet’. She’d shake her head, golden locks floating, and say, ‘You should, you know.’ Quite often – not always, by any means – Gillian Marshall would invite me to join. I ate her pussy for about 30 min and drank her cum. She then sat on the floor and made me sit on bed and took my cock in hand and slowly started shaking it. She slowly opened her mouth and sucked it like a lollypop and I was in heaven. After a stunning blowjob, I made her to lie down and went on top of her and tried to put my cock into her pussy.I slowly inserted my cock tip and took it out, she was begging me to put it fully inside. I again inserted the tip of my cock and took it out. I was. I was entrapped by his ever growing cock. Suddenly my phone went off. It was the ex. Texting me to bitch at me some more. The phone going off didn't just startle me whoever I was watching heard it too and looked over to see me peering through the hole.He sat there for a few seconds, both of us making eye contact before he finally stood up and walked over to the hole. Figuring he was going to yell at me I backed away from the hole. When suddenly this nine inch monster slides through the hole.. She wore dangling silver earrings and a single diamond pendant that rested just above her cleavage. A tennis bracelet on her left wrist finished off her simple but elegant evening wear.Dave was mesmerized by the beauty of his angelic appearing companion. “Holy crap Jill, for a woman in your forties..."“Well Mister, for a man in his early sixties you look quite dashing in your black tuxedo. Your silver and charcoal striped tie will match up perfectly with my gown. I am sure that all the women.