We were all going to die sometime. If this old bird could be given four or five more years of healthy life, well, John would just have to assume that ...he fellow would prefer that to the alternative.He wasn't God, after all."God" was one of the reasons John Healer had developed such a runaway paranoia about keeping his identity secret. The Holy Joes out there, John knew, would be bound to associate his healing powers with religion. Their particular religion, of course.It was clear beyond doubt:. He’s simply too much like you.”“I had been hoping for something better,” I told her.She put her arms around my neck, and I put mine around her waist. “You’re always too hard on yourself. He’s a good boy, and some day he’ll be a good man, like his father.”“Just remember, I tried to talk him out of it.”She hugged me and answered, “I know. I heard it all. You’re still my hero, no matter what you say.”“You could have done so much better than me.”“Nonsense!” Marilyn kissed me. “Enough of this.” She. " he then plunged his cock into her tight ass. He heard her scream but soon she adjusted to his large member and he began to fuck her as fast as he could. He loved the tight ass around his hard cock. As he fucked her he reached down and pulled on the nipples that were swinging as he fucked her.He told his sister, "you are a great ass fucking slut." "Now my friend is going to come over and fuck you as I fuck you. Tonight you are going to be the slut of my house. We will fuck you till you can not. "that would be a good look for you Baby" he said grinning and squeezing my ass cheek. "oh you think so do you?" i said flirting back with him as the elevator arrived and we got on. "yeah i do think so its something Daddy would like very much you know" He said, holding his strong hand under my chin. "and you want to make Daddy happy dont you baby?" yes Daddy i do " looking up at him "thats a good girl... boy i mean" he said, now laughing at his own words while i blushed and we got off the.