“Is this good, sweetheart?” he asks, and she moans a sweet little cry.“Yes, you feel so good.”“Good. I want to give you another lesson.”�...What’s that?”“How to properly ride my cock,” Mat says. Abby smiles.“Okay,” she agrees innocently. She would do anything for him. Mat removes his muscled arms from around her, putting his hands on the sides of her ribs.“Alright, sit up for me, babe.” Head propped on the pillows, Mat lays back and helps Abby slowly lift off his chest. Her jaw drops at the new. God created the world in the form that He wanted it, and put mankind in the world to enjoy it and to sing His praises. (I always had misgivings about the psychology of a God who feels it necessary that such insignificant beings as us should spend our time worshipping Him, but maybe that’s just me …) What He created was, in all likelihood, pretty much what the standard Christian vision of Heaven looks like: eternal joy and goodness for all, following God’s law. God also created the angels, as. I need her, but I have to be sure.I rest my chin on her head and pull her closer. "I believe you," I breathe as I kiss her hair"Good." more of the condescending tone and hip wriggling. Do I imagine this? I must have been a Saint in a former life or an Eunuch. I shudder at the thought and still her hips. If my cock could scream, it would right now, but I do it anyway. I stop.She looks up at me frowning, and I gently grip her chin. "You seem happier today," I offer.She smiles and nods, but I see. Cindi is 41 yrs old and stunning! Cindy was wearing just a robe and high heals. Come on in and get comfortable’… Jay was sitting on the couch in a pair of shorts smoking a joint. Welcome he said as he passed me the joint, have a seat. I couldnt help but notice his shorts seemed to be clinging to his big cock. I guess i was so high I didnt realized i was stairing until Cindi said, hey youve looked at his cock long enough take a look at this instead…with that Cindi stood up and took her robe.