In the simplest of turns, it is a godly penis. It has many powers, whomever you use it on will greatly enjoy it and feel pleasure, as will you. The sm...ll of it can overpower some wills, and the semen you produce will be addictive and have its own powers. You choose what powers to use. It can make a one get larger breasts or hips or buttocks, or whatever you so choose. It can corrupt their mind, it can lower their intelligence. It can bestow them with a dick with powers you may choose, if any.. Without warning he plunges one of his fat fingers straight into my cunt right up to his base knuckle, the invasion is slightly painful as my hole has no preparation but the full feeling totally outweighs the discomfort. He slides his finger in an out in a steady rhythm, eyes alternating between watching my face, my tits moving as I quicken my breath and my cunt lips clinging to his digit.On his next exit of my cunt, he inserts a second finger, sliding straight back in, my walls cope better with. "I had no more idea of what I was saying than anyone, but I felt the rightness of what Sian was saying. And you're right. Marching orders." She looked round. "Okay, Ladies – let's deal with the food. Whatever else we do, everyone will need to eat."Most of the ladies left, but Sian stayed. I looked at Ben, Dick and Phil. "Why don't we see what we can do about the mess in church?"Well, it was a mess. The paint had dried, so the damage had been done some time. The altar cloth was a write-off, so. A minute later a woman opened the door. She was a beautiful young woman, with blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. She had a figure that many models and actresses would love to have. This was Mr. Thompson's daughter, Rene. She was dress in a loose red blouse and a pair of blue jeans. “Can I help you?” she asked.“I am an old friend of your father's, he asked me to come by today. My name is Kyle.”“I don't remember him mentioning that.”“Holding up the green crystal he blew on it and watched her.