His powerful muscles flexed to drive harder his dick into my poor asshole. I had not seen it erect; so I was not sure how much of it there was inside ...y body... It felt really different than the Doberman. It was fatter but not as long. Before he hit bottom I felt his knot touch my wet outer lips. I could not know if I would be able to get that red knot in me.Maybe Romeo sensed that there was a chance he was going to be able to seal to this hot bitch. He was pushing hard now and he was. ”“What made you stop going?”“I got myself kicked out by telling a nun to go to hell.”“That must have gone over well at home!”“My dad is an atheist, and he decided he’d seen enough of the Roman church by that point that he insisted I go to public schools from that point on, instead of trying to get me back into the Catholic school.”“How did your dad become an atheist?”“World War II. He was a sort of typical New England Methodist beforehand, you know, go to church because it’s the thing to do,. "No, really man. Where do you want to go? I mean you tell me a time and place and I think I can send you there." Carl stated confidently.I started to think. There were so many possibilities. Did I want to go back to the dawn of creation and talk to God? Did I want to look over De Vinci's shoulder as he painted the Mona Lisa? Did I want to be there with Thomas Jefferson as he wrote the Declaration Of Independence? Did I want to converse with Lincoln as he pondered the Civil War?I thought for a. He deliberated for a few moments before settling on the blue skirt outfit (I knew it!). Jay said that it would look great on me and might provide some interesting pictures for the hubby! He was blushing a little at this point and I could tell he was nervous. I had to get him to relax a bit and have some fun. I got him a beer and had him sit on the couch while I put on the outfit in the bedroom down the hall. I took off my underwear and bra and came out wearing only the skirt and the white top..