The beer can in his hand had drained out onto the carpet and he was dead to the world. Donna threw up her hands in frustration, then placed them on h...r hips. “Well, he’s gone for the night. I’ll be right back.” She left for a moment to return with an afghan, with which she covered him, and a towel that she used to sop up as much of the beer from the carpet as she could. Kneeling there with the beer-wet towel in her hands, she looked up at me with a quizzical look. John was snoring heavily. And if I am your God as you say, then you should be showing me the proper respect as any devout Christian should. Do you not agree? Jim Aisha thought about how to respond. She had already committed a mortal sin by telling Jim he was her God. But if she continued, she knew Allah would not forgive her. But Allah had never spoken to her as Jim had. So, she stared at the screen for several long moments. She was committed and before she could second guess her decision, Aisha was excitedly. Johnny jacks off. Julie goes over the Johnny to fuck him. Johnny sticks a yard stick up Earn’s ass. Earn spanks him. Julie gets bukkake from the two guys while Mickey lay dead being picked at by flies. Julie steps on Earn testicles and he loves it. Julie pulls his penis to his mouth and makes him suck it. Then she sneezes in his asshole and she puts a cupcake on her pussy. She farts at Johnny. They have wild sex until six in the morning. The next morning, Earn threatens the couple by putting. I was contemplating on perhaps just doing the picture for that in my birthday suit, but was a bit worried about letting the cameraman see me completely in the buff. Now I was kneeling and posing on the bed in my “honeymoon” outfit, white lace bra and panties with white stockings and garter belt that had a semi-circle of a wedding dress like train, made of a sheer material, that reached from hip to hip around my back and ended to just above my knee. The whole thing was topped off with a small.