”“I could be. It sounds right, but I don’t know what one is. Remember, I am still new here and not all that familiar with the religions on this ...orld. Hell, I wasn’t even all that familiar with the religions on my world. Just the basics. And I am definitely not a Saint.” I rambled, I knew that I rambled and forced myself to stop.She just watched me as I thought furiously for the next few minutes. The prospect of being a mythical figure unnerved me. I stopped and took a deep breath which I let. "He didn't want to look relieved but he was. "So what happened? Wait; start with why you called me. I should have paid more attention. Sorry." Peter, not even." Like he ever needs to apoligise to me. "I called 'cause the date was with Ame." ... who is?" Peter asked, clearly not remembering her."The one with the nails." He still didn't remember her. "The one you put a very specific 'no touch' rule on." Oh. Rules conflict. Fuck her, but don't touch her. Tricky. Did you?" Fucked up any chance I. "Thank you John," Angelina replied smiling and giggling a little bit.It's not like we could say, 'Hey, stop checking out your sister.' or anything like that. We played a few more hands and as usual Brian had all the right cards and all three of us were mostly nude, including me showing off my tits."So, you always just ended up having sex after the game every time you played?" John asked."Yes," Brian replied."With grandma?" Angelina asked."Yes," I replied."Already than," they both said."Are you. Her hands grab at my chest, pinching my arms as she stiffens up, crying out three times: Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhh! The last expression comes out almost as a sob. Her lovemaking is quiet – almost silent – but her orgasm bursts over her with a loud cry. I pump myself up and into her, my prick pulsing in an orgasm with no ultimate release. The first time this happened, I though there might be something wrong. But the opposite is true. I have learned from my love that it is possible for a.