She grabbed my sides and forced my penis in her more. She was now on all fours with her hands clutching the bed. I was slamming my penis into her hot ...unt crazily from the doggie style position. Usha shook her head wildly causing her hair to flail about. She groaned and breathed loudly. Her face grimaced and her jaw dropped. She looked like she couldn’t believe what was happening to her. Her grip on the bed slipped and her face plowed into the mattress of the bed. She didn’t seem to care about. But that doesn’t make him not a saint.”“So then how does someone become a saint in the first place?”“Because some Orthodox believer somewhere commissioned an icon of him or her for private veneration and that believer’s friends followed along, or a bishop commissioned an icon of the person for the church, and people venerated that icon. How and why the decision to commission an icon is made has no prescribed set of rules. It sort of just happens. Then, others learn of the life of that person,. “You sit here.” She said quietly indicating the huge comfortable chair. I did as she indicated. Before long the curtain moved and I was aware that the man had entered from the garden. My heart was in my mouth. “You must be Ruth.” He said in a deep quiet voice from the shadows. He moved gracefully beside me. I could see the muscles in his gorgeous legs. His shorts were at eye level. He smelled like the outdoors. He softly put a hand on my shoulder. I looked up into his handsome face. “Can I. Her heart was raced. Who could it be, this late at night; no one around here was awake. Jess quickly slid off the lounger and swam to the side of the pool.Then, out of the darkness a figure appeared, it was Matt from next door. He couldn’t sleep either he explained and had heard sounds coming from her back yard so decided to come over and check it out.Matt and Jess had been friends for many years, though secretly he had no idea that Jess had had the hots for him since the first day they had.