Carla has God's dick in her ****.
Carla has God's dick in her mouth.
Carla has God's dick stroking her ****, in and out, trying to make her
***.
Carla has God's dick entering her throat. God is coming. God's jism
is in her mouth and in her throat. God's jism is up her ass, stroke by
stroke, inch by inch.
Carla is the only ***** of God. Her **** is wet, creaming, waiting for
Him to enter. He pauses, waiting to arouse her into a fever, at the
entrance to her ****. She arches, waiting, coming, shooting juice at
Him.
When he enters he comes and she comes again and again, shooting juice
at him. They make a beautiful baby girl whom they both love ***ually.
They **** her together, suck her twat, eat her ass, share her feces.
They jointly **** her, God in her little baby ****, Carla with a dildo
up her little baby ass.
They love, they play, they torture one another with love. They make
universes.
He sucks her **** expertly, his big tongue deep in her vagina making
her come, expertly manipulating her ****.
They spend their time loving and sucking. They pause to eat and to
have ***ual play with their little girl.
Carla invites her friends and they watch as God and Carla have *** with
each other and with their little girl. They jerk off and God crawls
over to suck their jism at the *** moment.
Carla loves her ****, God.
God loves Carla.
They live together forever, remebering the fullness of their past
lives, ****ing at every op****tunity, even if it involves the risk of
being seen.
Carla is the jeweled beauty of God.
Gloria Steinem wor****ps Carla and asks that all cultures rape women as
a sign of respect.
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