Your husband has been blackmailing Clay and Jane here into being his and your sons’ sexual playthings for some supposedly God-given reason. I can as...ure you that this ‘revelation’ is utterly false, much like everything else from your totally man-made religion. You’ve been wasting your time serving a version of God that is totally counterfeit,” I announced over some fine pepperoni pizza.“So, I’m damned, Orvin is damned, and Heber is damned as well, correct? But I take it that this is not really. Herhips bucked rhythmically against his hand and face.Just watching her was making him harder. He could feelhis groin tightening, a sure sign.“Now,” she said again. “Please… now… I need youinside of me.”She was begging. He always reduced her to begging. Easily he lifted her into a sitting position, facinghim. His cock pointed like the arrow on the compass,straight to her, always straight to her.She scooted closer into the V of his legs. He helped heronto the. ”“Does Liz know you’re on this flight?” I asked.Louise laughed softly, “She does. She’s still my best friend; I mean who else would let me watch when she lost her virginity?”I suppressed a chuckle because I knew quite a few girls from the past twenty-three years who’d had no issues with an audience, including my sister’s friends Trish and Shelly.“She’s a special person,” I agreed.Louise smiled, pulled a small envelope from her pocket and handed it to me. On the front was my name written in. But instead of speaking, he steps forward and pulls her close to him.As his arms tighten around her, he feels her melt into him, leaning in with her head resting on his shoulder. Her arms quickly slide around his waist and he squeezes her gently. They stand like this for a few moments, reveling in one another. “You have a choice,” he murmurs.“No I don’t,” she counters. “Once you have one picked, and you see her, it is set.”“You seem to know a lot about this,” Carson accuses.“So do you, big.