My connections to the Mormon Church was primarily with personal contacts with various Mormon settlements and the fall-away followers that were either ...stracized for some reason or of their own accord looking for something else than the cult-like precepts instituted by God-on-Earth Brigham Young. The old man was an impressive figure and I have to admit I respected his intellect and charisma probably more than most non-Mormons.I had seen him turn over a wagon load of stacked greenbacks and. She started moaning. I understood that she has started enjoying .I started rolling my tongue upwards and reached underneath of her boobs covered with light blue Bra. I started licking her boobs, she was moaning “oh..oh…oh..aaah.”. Then I lifted her arms and took off her kameez. now she was in her bra and salwar. I then laid down on her and started smooching her lips and sucking her cheeks and with hands I was harshly pressing her boobs. She was even crying in between.Then I came down and. .. But you're going to have to do better than that.." he said. "I'll show you how deep to go."He started thrusting up into my mouth while pulling my head down, until he was fucking my mouth. I gagged a bit on his massive cock."I really liked your deep throat..." he said, forcing me deeper onto him. "Suck it." Yes sir." I said, going deeper.He held me down until I choked."Don't tell me you've had enough yet?" Mmmmh! No.." Good kitty. Then you want a gift?" Yes.." I moaned."Then you're going to. "I told the story of my life as Jón or as much as I could deduce. Jón's attitude was stressed so that I could compare it to my own. The accident with the horse took a few moments to set up to explain the coma.I explained how I was judged and found wanting. The gods did see some potential in me and would send me back after arming me with knowledge.The standard travelogue with the gods was done then my shift from there into the future of man. This I explained was mutable and I had already shifted.