“We can get a whole gang bang going for you, too. If you ever want that.”I came hard, leaking juices onto Daddy’s crotch. The thought of a gang ...ang sent me right over the edge. I slumped down on him, spent. This man, my lover, has given me more orgasms in twelve hours than I usually get in a week. “Maybe,” I pondered. “Maybe we could do a ride soon to a wilderness area for a club picnic. And I could be the snack.”“You’ll be the main course.” He tickled my stomach. “You’ll be the potato salad.”. I never really paid that close attention when I was younger, and I never read the Bible.”I chuckled, “Well, I could just go straight to Ezekiel where it compares the people of Israel turning away from Yahweh to a loose woman who wanted lovers who were hung like donkeys and who came like horses!”“Oh, it does NOT!” Clarissa protested through laughter.“It sure does. Ezekiel 23:20 says ‘There she lusted after her lovers, whose genitals were like those of donkeys and whose emission was like that of. He learned fast and soon Madhav was gently fingering the soft, limp lips of flesh surrounding her inner most sanctum."That feels good," she sighed, slowly spreading her legs farther apart and exposing more of her bubbling femininity to him."Your, uh, your, uh, pussy is beautiful," he told her, blushing as he spoke."Why, thank you," she returned, blushing too, "But I don't know what you see in it that is pretty." It is so soft, and wet, and warm, it makes me hard just looking at it," he tried to. He walked straight into the lounge. He put his coat down on a plush seat in the corner, right next to a softly-licking fire and bought himself a cider from the polite elderly bar man. “You look like you need a drink.” Said the barman empathetically. “I need R & R.” Replied Liam. “You’ll get that through here, lad,” said the barman, paternally, “I’ll leave you in peace unless you call for me.” “Thanks.” Liam returned to his seat, sat down and took a long drink. He sat back in the seat, closed.