Of course he’s having sex,” Mom said.“So...” started Grace, “When I’m 18, I can have sex?”From the radio ham shack in the basement, boom...d Daddy. “No, Grace. You can have sex when you’re forty ... or married.”“Yeah, Grace,” my older brother, Charles spouted, “Forty or married. Lots of luck on the married part.” He chuckled over his swift repartee. Charles is a comedian in his own mind.Charles ... mister three hundred pounds and every bit of it fat, wouldn’t get married until he was thirty five,. You moan and say fist me. I rip your panties off and put then in your mouth so you can taste you pussy. I drop to my knees and start to lick your pussy juices up and sucking on your clit more! I stick 2 fingers in your pussy and it tight and wet and hot! I look up at you and your head is back from the pleasure.Then you look me in the eyes and smile. I tell you that your pussy is tight an Im going to stretch it out for you . I lick your clit again and put another finger in your pussy. You moan. I am sorry God. I do not have any means to repaythe money that I stole. Please help me."At once a bright light appeared in the room. A huge, fierce man appearedin front of him. He had a flaming sword and spoke with a voice ofauthority.Ken was scared. He was hoping that he was having a nightmare. The mansaid in fierce deep voice, "Ken this is no nightmare. God has heard yourprayer and He sent me to help you."Trembling Ken asked, "What are you, an angel? You seem too fierce to bean angel."The. That way she doesn’t need her fingers while I am doing my best with a detumescing member. This time we were really in harmony. After she suggested she was ready, I managed to ride her for some minutes with increasing tempo and power, sensing the build-up in my balls but still in control, until her arse rose off the bed and the moans became a cry and I knew she had made it. A few more thrusts and I started to empty myself into her. So after an hour we were ready for a rest. It was a Tuesday.