‘The survivors? Do you even know who they are? If they are strangers, then you are defeating your point’.‘I know them! At least one of them!’ ...he argued back and he gave her the opportunity to explain, yet surprisingly she refused it.She, or rather the other two, was The Almighty’s medium when she passed the order to Archbishop Silternjan to leave the planet. And while the postulant and nun complied, she stole a glimpse at why The Almighty’s Godliness.So pure and compassionate it was, it almost. I gasped and moaned myself as a wave ofpleasure leapt through me and I felt my balls tense and squeeze as Icame hard at the sight of my wife sucking the cock of another man.Marcus smiled down at me as I came and then all faded to darkness.*It was still dark out when I awoke from the terrible dream, panting andsweating. Abbie was dead to the world and snoring gently, but I was wideawake and had a splitting headache. A horrible sensation that I'd wetmyself jumped into my mind as the bedsheets. And if that wasn't bad enough, girls wouldn't fuck me. The first time was when I was at a party. A junior gal came on to me so we freaked danced, and she felt my dick more than once. She led me to an empty bedroom upstairs, dropped her jeans, pulled off her sweater and laid on the bed. I tossed off my shirt and jeans, leaving my briefs on, my dick sticking out. I knelt on the bed and she pulled down my briefs, my dick popping out, fully hard. Her eyes went so wide I thought they'd pop out. She. I move them covetously over your soft perfect flesh, down over your tiny waist, down over your wide, sensual hips and run them lovingly over the smooth, silky cheeks of your ass. You release my hips from the imprisoning grip of your thighs and raise your head to look at me. Your hair is a little wet and your make up is slightly smeared, but you’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I pull you close and kiss you lovingly. My cock is still as hard as an iron rod and is still inside of.