"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" I screamed like a maniac.Lisa shrieked and grabbed her clothes practically crying and begging me not to tell her husban.... I glared at her in stony silence, but my dad just sat there naked. She ran out the door apologizing and looking like she found Jesus. My dad looked amused."God Laney, what was that all about?"I was so mad at him. I had been practically throwing myself at him for weeks and he had ignored me to plow that ugly sow Lisa. I walked over to him and. As we chatted about what we wanted to do, I mentioned that I was feeling this was just talk and wondered if we should part ways. With this, he said that he was real and that he was prepared to show me, if I truly was the slut that I said I was. Now the ball was in my court, as I had talked a mean game too and he had turned the tables and was calling my bluff. I thought for a moment and told him that I would meet him, just tell me when and where. He told me that he ran a company that. Pastors de-emphasize their supposed miracles but quote their works.The folk of Danlick believed in Saint Dunlop. I would need time to prepare myself to reach her. A month was not enough time. Fortified by Mrs. Orchard’s community, though her christian name came difficult to my tongue, I suffered Hory’s forcefulness without lapsing into despair. I neither felt nor sought pleasure from his manhood. Working farm and sty centered my emotions, lifted me above the darkness that tugged at my soul. My. ... fuck me... oh yes...." He moaned as he felt me go deeper. I slapped his ass as i grabbed onto his ass cheek with one arm the other on his hip as i started to thrust my cock in and out of him. We stopped to take a break as he came down to kiss me and we made out looking at eachother. "I want you to fuck me... fuck my pussy...." he said out of breath. I started to fuck him right away as he let out a loud moan, feeling my hands holding onto his ass so tight as i pounded him and the whole bed.