The Body of Christ and the Body of India. A Dramatic Re-reading of the Concept of the Body of Christ in Indian Ecclesial Context

He had begun to grind his teeth and grunt out his pleasure with every breath, while her own growing apprehension at the stage things had reached, struggled against the intoxication saturating and taking command of every fiber of her tingling body. She felt the cool wetness of his rock-hard shaft smear against the warm flesh of her inner thigh as she worked the heavy skin up and down his long, thick cock and wondered if he was ejaculating, or whether it was the lubricating fluid she had read about in the sex guides to a happy marriage. My God, it was getting harder and bigger… It jerked in her hand and she caressed it affectionately, making him grunt again. He was struggling… moving on top of her! "Damnit, Karen… I've got to have you! I can't wait any longer!" "No, Jeff… Oh, no, darling… we can't! You know we can't…" she gasped back at him, the full realization that it was all out of control suddenly hitting her with full impact. She let go of his prick and thrust her hands between them, shoving against his chest and clamping her thighs tightly together, locking his imbedded finger deep in her cunt ...»