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  • But Adam was to big a step, and male. So he should have been the first and the last. But God was Athletics so proud of Adam. So in order to keep humanity alive He made me. There are a few truths in the Bible. Though created and thought up by humanity it did, with my help, get the start right. But that's about it. So what does it mean to be made by God you ask? Well it has a few benefits and the downsides were even worse. But I've come to terms with those downsides now. I'll start with the benefits and those are thanks to that big ego again. First I look amazing. Shocker I know. Second I don't have any of those pesky physical weaknesses such as disease, age, etc. I'm not invincible just very tough. I've stayed away from doctors for obvious reasons so it's just my guess but I think I just have a perfect immune system and healing ability. I heal quickly and most fatal wounds don't stick and my memory is foolproof. Although thanks to a few brutal beatings a couple centuries ago I do have some significant blank spots. I'm not all knowing though. Until maybe 15000 years ago I was arguably the smartest person. But the amount of knowledge gained through time quickly outpaced my own ability to absorb. Although I can still correct most anyone on general history. I've gone by many names as I moved around. For example, when I lived in Greece I was going by Helen. Yes, that Helen. The downsides, though sports now at this time in history they aren't so bad depending upon where you are. Think about why I was made first. I was the short cut to ensure humanity could propagate. So my behavior, mentality, my core being was built around that sole purpose. Imagine being forced to eat the most disgusting thing you can imagine or to have to perform and act that is truly counter to your soul. Sure you could but it would be very hard and the compulsion to stop yourself almost unbearable. That is what it's like to try and deny my purpose. I was made extremely fertile and to be nearly unable to deny a man. Despite what you may image the Big Guy isn't great at long term planning. So I was made from Adam and for Adam with no regard to after Adam. And I knew it as soon as I work up for the first time. There is probably no way to impart the image of that time, maybe 400,000 years ago. You might think I should know pretty close to how long ago that was. But it was thousands of years until the first calendar and even then they were next to useless. So ironically my knowledge of prehistoric time is more informed by current findings than my own. I have to remember those times in relation to big events such as ice ages, falls of empires, etc. But in any case I'll start from the beginning. Unlike the recent telling Adam wasn't anything special. He was just the first caveman. The first home sapien. I was praying that something should happen and this marriage should get cancel. Worry lines. I told him he was the best father ever and that was the best vacation ever. She just whimpered as Kimiko fingered her juicy pussy. Their fingertips briefly for just a fraction of a second touched and they both fluttered their eyes in surprise as to what happened at that moment. This sports was so depraved to hear coming from my barely legal daughter. He had time to stare at his comrade Ahmed, who now sported three gaping chest wounds as he too sank down to the floor dying. “Such big dick,” Hanako muttered, her eyes staring at it with such hunger. Jake’s dick went his full 7.5 inch-length in and out of Ashley’s pussy. The police did not find enough evidence and never even filed charges but the trucking company fired the driver. "Where is Jason? I let him grease up his Athletics dick and plunder that hole. She looked down and smiled again. Anyone might come.
  • She sat on the bed, she felt she was going to faint, when she heard him turn off the television she thought she’d wet her panties, she stumbled to the bedroom door, her knees were knocking and her body was trembling, she was frightened, of course he was going to reject her, she was just a foolish old woman. Athletics He was walking toward the staircase, her voice stopped him. “Doesn’t Gram get a good night kiss?” His smile was beatific, “How could I forget the sweetest girl I know,” as he came over to her. She was trembling, when he got to her, she thought she might be sick. He hugged her and started to give her a little peck, her hand went to the back of his head, she kissed him with a passion she didn’t know she had, she pressed her body against his, he didn’t push her away, he held her close, one hand on the small of her back the other around her shoulders, she held the kiss, he didn’t try to break it. Her breath was sweet and hot coming in gasping pants, she painted herself to him, her breasts against his chest, her groin grinding his. He broke the kiss, “You’re sure Tina?” He asked. She nodded yes then looked into his eyes, “Please Ryan, please.” The hand on her back slid lower, he caressed her bottom and pulled her even closed, she could feel his erection rising, she felt like she was floating, and then she was, she heard the door close and the lock fall into place then she was in his arms, he was carrying her. He sat her on the bed then climbed on behind her, with his hands on her shoulders he nuzzled, kissed and softly nipped sports at the nape of her neck. He tok her robe down off her shoulders, once it was off he said, “Pretty PJ’s Tina,” as he began to unbutton the front. Once they were open he cupped her breasts, “Magnificent,” he said. “Tiny,” she replied. “Bigger than your daughter’s,” he countered. “She doesn’t have any, that’s no comparison, look at Ursula’s.” “I do Tina, I do.” “See?” “I see a spectacular woman who I very much love,” he told her. She expected to be stripped, she expected groping hands, she expected two minutes of boredom before the infernal snoring, she, she, she. He whispered, “I love you, you know, you’re such an important part of my life.” Her pajama top was unbuttoned, the plush satin slid from her arms, his lips were at her throat as though he was tasting her, in fact he was, pheromones, hormones and stress perspiration. “Relax Tina, there’s nothing to be afraid of, I won’t hurt you, you’re my special gal.” He unfastened her brassiere and slowly lowered it over her arms. Over her shoulder he kissed her right breast, “You should never wear a bra again, your breasts are beautiful.” “Oh Ryan, I sag.” “Then it will be my job to keep then full and swollen, would you like that?” “Silly Boy,” she said. She gasped as he took a nipple between his lips, rolled it and teased it with his tongue, her breath came in ragged puffs “What do you like Tina, tell me what you want.” “I don’t know Ryan, I just don’t know, I’ve never done anything like this before.” “Wonderful, that gives me the opportunity to explore every nook and cranny of your delightful body.” Fingers stroked her flanks then down over hips then down the outsides of her thighs, he kissed her feet then sucked each of her toes then lightly massaged her inner thighs, instinctively she opened her legs further granting him access, his thumbs pressed along her femoral arteries, beside her vulvae. Touch me, she thought, please touch me, he continued to tease her, every place touched seemed to burn, his touch was hot her body was demanding, “Take my pants off Ryan, please take my pants off.” He smiled at her, “If that’s what you’d like Tina.” Her hands flew to the buttons, she lifted her hips as he pulled her pajama bottoms off, she was now clad in only her panties, finally he touched her, he stroked her vulva through the soft cotton. “God, you’re such a desirable woman,” he told her. I wondered what it would be like to be in a situation like that. So pretty." After the meeting was over I asked Eileen and Audra if they wanted to have a couple of drinks after work to celebrate sports the successful week. "What exactly is it we need?" Then, I was walking through blackness, my face hitting specs of light that I realized were stars, each one orbited with its own system of planets almost too small to see. That’s when I notice Paul stood up at this point, he used his hand to lift his body off the couch as well. Some of the children were playing in the sandbox, watched by my mother and Ms. Hiragawa, Pam's mother. To my relief the handle turned without resistance. She turned the music up slightly and turned to face them. I kissed her with such hunger, my nipples throbbing and aching. I hit the Spirituality Menu. “No, just went over to his apartment and had sex. “Uh . . . Fortunately, my god was more than willing to explain it to me. The giant horned LA Ram was on the sweater. She moans more. Athletics Tom gave her a dopey smile when Katie, as she pulled down his pants, discovered that Tom wore no underwear.