" Ronnie said, "Hmm, yeah. Nice. Hey, you smell good. Under the lotion I can smell you, it's... like wheat, maybe, a little like wheat. I thought all ...uys smelled like sweat and beer." Martha said, "Steven hates beer," and I cleared my throat and said, "Yeah, I can't stand beer," and Ronnie said, "Good for you, sweetheart," and she teased me, "But you do sweat, right?" I said sarcastically, "I'm workin' on that right now," and they chuckled and Ronnie gave my shoulders an affable squeeze and. "And the Russians and Turks?" Geert Wilders not forgetting them."Had them programmed to continue fighting each other but only in a riot-scale. If we shut the Russians down, both the Americans and Chinese would take notice," Hans Van Doom trying to sound wise and strategic."Well this was the only way to beat them," Geert Wilders shrugged."Sir this was the only way to prevent them from invading Europe and dominating the world again," Hans Van Doom speaking his mind."Ok so now they are our slaves.. I could taste James's cum in her mouth as we mashed our tongues together. Penny broke off from snogging, looked at me and said in a breathy voice "I hope you're ready to fuck me now, Ôcos I want your thick cock deep inside my fuck-hole, and you can squirt your cum in me as deep as you like you horny bastard". She straddled my hips, crouched over me and guided my cock into her pussy, taking it to its full length without hesitation. God, I knew I was in her. Her cunt felt gorgeous, it had already. I would marry Sister Stella here. We would be together forever—just like my parents.Sister Stella broke the kiss, licking her lips. “Can you feel the passion building between us.”“Yes,” I moaned as my body trembled.“The closer you come to orgasming, the closer our souls will become.” The nun stroked my cheek, her hips undulating and grinding her hot pussy against mine. “Do not hesitate to open your soul to me and invite me in. Only then can I free you.”“Okay,” I moaned.“Let me feel your love.