" I'm doctor Garrison and I have good news and bad news."I watched my parents' worried faces. I felt my knees weak."Your son Tim is going to survive q...ite nicely. He's got a broken arm, which he has to have in a cast for a few weeks though."I heard my father sigh. "Well that is good news. Now what is the bad news?" Well the accident was very awful. The man who ran into him was a drunk driver. Tim's face is some what damaged. He was cut quite badly by the windshield glass. If you see him right. Margaret flexed her pussy muscles, making her narrow fucking channel grip and milk around the lads pounding cock. By now Walter was fucking as hard as he could. He panted hoarsely on her neck, violently aroused by both her tight, gripping pussy and the obscene things she said about his fucking relationship with his mother. Margaret could feel her pussy gripping and flexing uncontrollably now. It was time to stop teasing Walter about his mother, and to instead concentrate on making herself. You're like the king of this house, right?" Samantha said."Right... ?" Well don't you think you should be the king of more than that?" What do you mean?" I mean you're God. Shouldn't you be king of the world?" What? Why would I want that? I've got a good job, a great wife, wonderful kids, and sex with whoever I want whenever I want." But don't you want more? Don't tell me you've never dreamed of ruling the world." Of course I have. But I never thought I'd actually do it." And 3 weeks ago you. " The call was from the Church Camp. I knew because there had been a whole lot of static on the line. The static wasn't because the connection was bad, it was their signature.I placed a call to Anna the bookkeeper. "Pay any invoice from Carlos, Juan and Eddie. I will have Carlos write the invoice, but he isn't too good with written English, you will have to help him. He will bring the invoice on Friday by noon. Don't question it just pay it," I said."Very well Miss Seabold," she said and then.