Of being totally and completely "girl". I was in love with the thought of it and in love with love itself.It sure looked like she had really gone well...out of her way to look extra pretty that day. But for me? I could only dream of being the object of her affection, she had so many other friends. Looking at how attractive she was started stirring up all these romantic, dreamy feelings again. It was too embarrassing for me to admit to being such a tomboy. Too hard to admit being afraid of being a. Got to admit it also got me quite aroused on seeing and knowing what was on. By this time i was done eating and took every chance to sneak a peek and kept asking her to do things that would require her to move around me or bend and i would make the best of the situation. By evening as the workers packed off she went in for a shower but didnt lock the door.Finally after the workers left i locked the main door and headed for a shower only to realize she was there and i opened the door wide open. "I'm a Buddhist myself, honey, but I won't judge you for being a Christian. Buddha was only one of the many enlightened guides in history. Jesus was another and I'm sure that plenty of Christians these days grasp that his principles matter more than the writings of a dead apostle who never knew the Nazarene. Though even Paul got a few things right, I suppose, such as his description of love. Don't worry. I'm not a vegan or even vegetarian, though a lot of Buddhists are, of course," Crystal. Just stand there and enjoy her sucking your cock and praise her nonstop, okay?" Gia whined. "Sorry, Gia, it won't happen again." I let it out. "See to it that it doesn't, it’s not our fault that our snatches are complicated, and cocks are simple. You have one, so you'd be able to suck one much better than Gia and me." "Mom, by that logic, Pete would be a better dicksucker than you two, but that's not true." "That's a copout though, son, he has a prick, but has doesn't find it too appealing to.