I think God's making you very girl-like, if you ask me. It's your reward for going to church. However,it's kind of unfair to me. I go to church all th... time and I like yourpenis. I don't want to lose the use of it." Now I feel terrible." Don't. I have to learn to love whatever God gives me. That's thenature of faith. God doesn't have to worry about me and what I think.It's you that God has to focus on. You're someone new to God that hasshown up in his church and he is bending over backwards to. When I was finished enjoying a good sweat I took a quick shower and let the receptionist know I was ready for my massage.She led me into a warm relaxing massage room and told me to lie face down on the table and that Mike would be with me shortly. She noted that I could take my robe off and get under the blanket on the table.When she left the room I did as instructed and lay down, naked, under the warm blanket. I had never been naked - even covered - in front of a stranger before but being in. " She pulled my boxers down and looked at my rock hard cock. "What do I do?"I rolled my eyes but gave her the benefit of the doubt and explained how to give a guy a hand job. She started to stroke me up and down. "Hey. Easy there. It's not a bell rope to pull on. Spit in your hand or something." What!?" Lubricate your hand - it'll make it easier." She spit into her hand and rubbed it onto my cock. She began to methodically slide her hand up and down my shaft. I was getting real close real fast.. With two slippery fingers I rubbed her clit, sucking and biting her nipple while I played with the other with my other hand. She gasped as I pushed both fingers deep inside of her and curled them up, doing almost a “come here motion” with both fingers, rubbing her sensitive G spot. I then slipped my fingers in and out, each time rubbing their entire length along her clitoris, before plunging them back inside her. With all of this stimulation, and her getting my absolute attention, it wasn’t.