" I walked to you and knelt, knees apart, head down. You petted my head and said to Marc, "I don't know what is wrong with her today. You aren't seein... her at her best. We'll take care of that, though, won't we, pet?" You asked me. "Yes, Sir," I said. I couldn't understand why Marc was still hanging out. I had assumed he had come by to borrow a tool or some other such. I was troubled much as I tried not to be. "In fact..." You said. "You got time now, dude?" We could knock some of that out if. It is as I expected, actually."Then with a very warm smile he continued, "I can't tell you what a thrill this is for me. I know that you have direct contact with God, Karla. I know that you performed — or more accurately ordered God to perform — a miracle in the street today."Then he shook his head and added, "Never did I think I would meet a living saint, but today I get to meet three of them. And without question the three most beautiful saints ever to have ever lived..."At that instant, two. ” Lets not forget that to this point I hadn’t fingered a chick much less seen a vagina. My only experience was what I saw online and some crude jokes my dad and his mates made when they were drunk one weekend.I slid closer to Em on the couch. I moved my right hand to her exposed tummy. We both jumped a little when I touched her. My head was swimming. Slowly I made little circles down past her belly button. At her waistband I stopped, and didn’t know if I should go over or under her pants. Em. Tarun massaged his cock for couple of seconds and shoved it inside Sarita’s cunt. Sarita let out a gasp and grabbed the bed sheets with her fingernails.Tarun started moving in and out of Sarita, Whereas Tanya was still licking her pussy. The juices dripping from her cunt fell on Tanya’s face. Tarun was ramming Sarita as a whore. He picked up pace and now his cock was moving in and out like a piston. Sarita couldn’t help control her moans. And had her face buried in Tanya’s Pussy. Suddenly Tanya.