It excites her even more. "Don't you dare stop," Jidechi moans out. Jidechi is riding Dalu's thick cock. She is on top of him and rocking her clit dow... on her husband's shaft. Faster and faster she moves. It is setting her off again and she is sopping wet. She is close, so close. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh GOD YES," Jidechi moans out as she orgasms for the second time. He has been slow on the trigger but the tightness of her pussy is too much for Dalu. The volume is so much it runs down his shaft and. I don't know if I've seen him smile this entire week. This might be the biggest game in UK football history, but if there is any risk of further damage to this young man, I don't think any sane person would allow him to play."There was no risk of any damage, but it was convenient that I could blame my mood swings on something.The game, at least for me, was no different than the SEC championship. I simply didn't feel any excitement about being there. I wanted to be excited and I wanted to win.. He made us what we are, so He obviously wants us to be this way. That's so obvious and natural it doesn't really count as being nice. His niceness shows itself better in things like when He sent that text message joke to help you stop fearing Him, because that was a deliberately nice action. You're doing what God wants you to do, and you're trying very hard to please me and to improve your understanding of how He really wants people to be, rather than what the church has been brainwashing. No one, and I do mean no one, could tell us apart. Well, that's not absolutely true, Mom could of course, and even Dad to some extent, but no one else ever had a clue. And we put that fact to good use when we grew up and started dating. Put quite simply, we traded off and fucked each other's girlfriends and not one of them ever caught on.The first time it happened it was an accident. My brother was dating (and fucking, although he hadn't yet told me) Mary Ellen Sonnell. Our folks were away for.