What a mess you’d just inherit later, so much harder work. Don’t forget. You’re one of my Prophets. You’re not me. Just as Marcy is one of my ...ngels, but she isn’t me, either. Her main task is to attend to my chief Prophet, the Lawgiver, but she does side duties when she needs to hone her skills,” God laughed before Marcy and he vanished.We kept driving for what seemed like forever, though pounding Leah and the other ladies didn’t hurt my cause. The pregnancies didn’t bother me, either. Far. Take a seat, Dave; he's gonna go grab us a drink."I nodded and went to the kitchen, taking two beers out of the fridge, one for each of them. It never even occurred to me to get one for myself.When I got back to the living room, Dave was sitting in my armchair. I said nothing, handed over the beers, then took a few steps back and sat down on the floor."So Harriet's boyfriend is a bit of a loser. He gets turned on by watching other guys fuck his missus," Lee explained.Dave looked around at me. Her married man was over at her house and they were having fun. His family was at the beach and he had told them he needed to go back into work so he left them alone for the weekend. Something about the situation sickened me. They invited me to watch their cam. I turned it on and saw my Tina after several years. She was still beautiful but tired. Her eyes said she was tired, her face said she was tired and most of all, she had lost the luster of youth. I turned on my cam for them and they were. "Not wanting to get into semantics at such a critical moment, Steve proceeded to push himself into her, slowly but firmly. She was fully aroused, very wet, and quite tight. He got the head of his cock into her, then gently pressed a bit deeper, before backing up until he was just barely inside her. He pressed forward again, a bit deeper, then repeated the cycle until he'd worked his way completely inside of her.She'd started moaning with pleasure from the first penetration, and she soon.