Not a drop was spilled as spurt after spurt of his delicious spunk washed down my throat. Indian Porn Think of it as a reset button.You KILLED YOURSELF?! I responded. “You know, Rachel,” Jesus said as I tenderly undid his belt and fly, “you would be right at home down here; I don’t know why you want to get to heaven so badly.”
“Mmm, a sense of duty I suppose,” I said as I covetously pulled out the long, thick cock of my lord and savior, “and if I’m being really honest: power.”
“Power…?” Jesus probably had more to that question, but my lips wrapped around his tip and my tongue tasted the sweet foulness of his shaft. The universe always ends, and then begins anew. If you want, God, I can relieve you of your guilt, and just take you by force.”
“But it’s just me pretending to get raped,” God sighed, “it won’t mean anything really.”
“You sure enjoy it later,” Lucy said, “you always do.”
