The head ther-apist pulls up from my breast, not letting go with his lips until my nipple pops out and I see it in my mind standing up like it’s own...little tower. I am sure he is going to go for the next one, but the clit work is intense and I buck with an involuntary pelvic response to the glorious nerve center bombardment. I am gasping and grunting with each electric wave. I love this.I hear a noise and my mind slowly understands that you said something from your corner. As I manage to replay. He was here with his daughter looking at the little horses which had become the latest trend in their suburban estate neighborhood. He explained that he did not want her getting pregnant with some high school senior boy on prom night or some other required social occasion. As an 18 year old senior she had gone to the French Alps for Christmas and her mom had encouraged her to enjoy the European freedom to enjoy some sex in the family by sucking off her dad and taught her to please him. French. Proof that Gods and Goddesses existed had been given to all of mankind that day. The end of religious wars had been promised. Despite the wars that continued to rage, that promise had been kept. No more would men gather others to them to wage war with a doctrine that they were fighting in the name of their God. That was the joy. The sorrow came at knowing the price paid by the messengers of the Powers That Be to deliver that message.“I personally hung that portrait there as a memorial for his. God, says Satan, wants every person to be treated equally. God, says Satan, wants us to give welfare to those illegally in our country. God, says Satan, thinks deviant lifestyles are okay. But let me tell you something, my friends. Satan is a liar. And he is good at sounding so reasonable.“I am here to tell you today that God is not on the side of Satan! God has told us that there is man and woman and the two shall cleave together and be of one flesh. Believe me, cleaving together and becoming.