I let my tongue swirl around the head of his dick and slowed my motions, not wanting him to cum too quickly. I wanted my way with him, and I wanted it...to last. I stopped stroking his member and continued teasing his hot nuts while running my tongue down one side of his cock and up the other. I moaned hungrily, enjoying this as much as he was.Seeing how far I could take him, I drew his nuts into my mouth one at a time and sucked gently, and from John’s loud groans, I knew he couldn’t last much. The Switch had created a bigmess with all the churches. A few of them even split over it, with somesaying that you should just pretend it never happened and go with yourbirth sex and the other saying that if you stuck with your birth sexthen you'd be gay which would be worse. It was just very confusing. Mychurch just decided to not talk about it, so people with both opinions(and maybe crazier ones) would be silently judging me. It was just goingto be uncomfortable.The second thing I was. A smooth line was drawn by her smoothly shaved vaginal lips, pinched closed as her smooth white thighs squeezed tightly against each other. She was truly impressive even at thirty-four years of age and three children. At 5’4? and 85 pounds she knew she turned heads but was always self-conscious of herself. Ever since turning 30 she continually worried she was putting on too much weight even though everyone who knew her told her she was not and those who didn’t know her found her comments. Layla gets up quickly, yanking a dazed Kelly off the thinly padded floor and pushes her hard into the guard rail. Kelly's bikini clad body hits the rail hard so she moans in pain with Layla suddenly feeling in control for the first time in the match. Brooke the ref is no longer on her back and she is no longer underestimating the wrestling or the lesbian slut ability of Kelly Kelly. Picking her up, Layla has a smile on her face lifting Kelly's skinny body in the air then drops her ribs first.