When they arrived, it seemed like a different city than when they left. There was this new religion spreading around called Christianity, Penelope not...ced it in her slaves. They all aged gracefully. Mary and Isa no longer were lovers but the very best of friends."What's come over everyone?" Penelope asked Mary."We are Christians," Mary said joyfully."What is that?" There's a man called Jesus and He died for our sins. He rose three days later and is with the Father in heaven?" What Father,. Not as close as this. I hold him back and I never want to let go. Eventually, I do, once we’re both laughing at the strange feeling of him softening inside me. I stumble off of him, my limbs barely conscious, and rest my head on his chest. As soon as we catch our breath, Alex kisses the top of my head and asks me: ‘So, when am I going to see this new masterpiece?’ ‘See for yourself,’ I say. I point to the completed canvas before us, which I think Alex was too distracted to take in. ‘It’s right. Starting at her feet licking her insoles, she twisted and contorted, as I worked up to her ankles and lower legs. I lifted her legs and lapped the soft skin on the backside of her knees, working higher and higher until her sweet pussy appeared to be leaking out and running between her asscheeks. Wanting to savor her more, I swung my body around and pushed my head between her legs while I lowered my pussy onto her face at the same time. As I felt her tongue enter my pussy, I did the same to her,. I was afraid of the taste, but it wasn't bad." Saying this she kept licking my spend from the base of my cock and my thighs. Knowing I'd been the first she ever sucked, excited me to no end. Any time I'd been with Marty I was like a teenager again. I didn't have any trouble getting excited and hard again and again, as though I had a never ending ability. Even now, after two strong orgasms, one at Marty's, one just now, I was swelling and hardening again. There was no long foreplay, our foreplay.