Her eyes rolled back and her neck flexed. I watched Mr. Smith’s massive cock slide in and out of Mrs. Smith’s cunt, relishing in the distraction i... provided. I tried desperately to focus on the sexual display in front of me. Mr. Smith’s rhythm was consistent and slow, but deep. With every thrust, he pulled out until only the head of his cock remained inside his wife and then thrust until his balls were pressed up against her ass. Mrs. Smith was moaning continuously as her pussy gushed all over. Myre smiled and grasped Leya’s hand a little more tightly. She gave a little peck to Leya’s cheek, and Leya blushed.Myre and Leya kept pushing on through the woods as the undergrowth got thicker and thicker.“How much longer do you think it’ll be?” Myre asked.“I don’t know,” Leya replied. “I hope the hunters don’t find us first.”In the distance, sounds of crunching twigs and leaves permeated through the insect chirps. Myre and Leya scampered off as quickly as they could in the opposite. “You see, Jehovah kinda changed his mind about half that stuff, had a sort of mid-life crisis, and chose me to rewrite the canon, which I have. I wrote the really unpleasant stuff out of Revelation, among other things, of course. But I’m still immortal, as is Jessica, and I’m still gonna rule the world. It’s all in the Book of Jack,” I showed Rita the Tome, pointing to the passages scrawled out in my own blood.“You ... wrote this in your own ... blood. Why is it in Enochian?” Rita showed me. Finally they would be brought down to me in the command center.Robert was next with updates; first was Oklahoma City. General Bashir was continuing his daily communiqué with them asking all kinds of questions and offering suggestions. Bashir also chose a different date than Sabir Mahmoud. Oct 26 was the new date. The date carried some kind of special meaning to Bashir or his bosses.The next update was on the Mexican Petroleum. Robert had assigned someone at Andy’s request to do research on the.