Mark dug his quarter out of his pocket."I flip a coin. God controls all things in the universe. I ask a question, and he makes it heads or tails."The ...irls shared a glance. The blonde looked up at him, amazed."I do that, too! That's how Jesus told me never to touch myself, to save myself for the one special man he would send for me!" You do, Paula?" The Hispanic girl took her hand. "I did that, too! When I decided to get my purity ring!" Oh, God!" The redhead stood up, eyes firmly on Mark.. . . You knew?" Yes bitch I did"Now she was more afraid than ever before she lost her vaginal grip, sweating and stuttering she said "Im sorry"That moment my wife looked so cute I could not stop myself and kissed her to stop her from saying anything and kept kissing and rubbing her pussy to get her into the mood but she was worried if I would dislike her fetish since I knew what genre of porn she visited the most and as a guy of an average penis size with a wife with curves like gianna I knew. It scared him to his very core.He left the house as quickly as possible, though extremely careful not to trip and fall over any of the rugs or furniture, least some unknown threat materialize from the shadows and pounce upon him. He paced the outside of the building for hours, chain smoking.He finally broke down well after midnight. After grabbing a shovel from the back shed, he jumped into his well-worn, secondhand pickup and drove off toward the old Wilson farm.The Wilson farm had burned down. No man could last long in that situation; with one hard pull he broke free from her grip, and his shiny manhood shot a string of pearls over the Morpho butterfly. Then he collapsed on the grass below. The dame, however, recovered quickly. She sat on the rock, turned around, and locked her gaze over me. She stood on her feet, rather shakily, and drew closer until I could see every drop of semen adorning her painted stomach. She softly spoke in German to Martin, who translated for us. The lady's.