Then there was nothing left but to test out his handiwork. He shoved her until she was bent over the dining room table and lined up his cock with her weeping cunt. Even just the slight touch of his cock head against her hypersensitive clit had Karen screaming out in ecstacy. "OH MY GOD!"

To keep fucking with her head, Greg stopped and took his hand off his prick and wrapped it around her throat and squeezed as he pulled her back against his body. "No Karen, you cunt, your god isn't here right now. The one whom you've given your worship for years has abandoned you. I'm your god...