In just seventeen short years, all adults and adolescents on Earth aged fourteen and above were my eager and enthusiastic playthings as well as my obe...ient subjects, of course. I had only to snap my fingers and people would come running to surrender the booty to me. “Render to Caesar” took on a whole new meaning in the cultural lexicon. So did “church,” in fact, as most folks abandoned traditional religion to gather every Sunday for orgies in my name and honor.Suffice it to say that I often. I smiled and lay back...just asshe penetrated Jake with it. He moaned and pushed back against her. Ikissed him and rubbed his arms. They were good arms.And, yes, I loved his cock. It wasn't of porn-star size, but it wasimpressive enough, long and slightly curved to the left. I nibbled atit, and I kissed it a hundred times. I took the bulb in my mouth andbobbed my head. He felt wonderful in my mouth, and when he came, it wasa white-water river. Afterward, I just lay there, with his softeningdick. She was a lovely woman and spoke impeccable English. She was a little older than the bikini-clad technicians running around the spa and, like most of the managers I’d encountered at stores and restaurants, she was not native.“I couldn’t wait to get out of dreary England and when this opportunity presented itself, I was packed and on a plane in a trice,” she said. “Now tell me what has you worried about your spa treatment.”“I have recently finished treatment for cancer,” I lied. “According to. Knowing they’re about to get knocked-up.”“Really Mom? How do you know?”“I was like that once, and I hear them talking to each other. I join in and get them to telling how they wished they could meet a young stud with a cock as big as a large green cucumber. My son has a cock like that and I want to see you fuck them. I bet we could even make plans to come back and get more pussy from all of them.”“Mom, are you sure? I mean I really like fucking, but I’m only sixteen. They’re not going to want.