”I wasn’t aware that there was an inequality problem between rich women who wanted to watch snuff porn, and women in the unwashed lower classes.�...But why is this channel all women executing men?”She giggled, and paused from her scrolling to lower the remote control and tilt her head at me.“Because men commit all the crime, silly! You dudes got no-one to blame but yourselves. Haven’t you ever been to an execution?”I hadn’t, actually. Even with a prison franchise in every town selling tickets to. He watched as he clenched his fists, feeling the strength within them but unable to release the anger, something normally anticipated. He turned back to Zahn "I am not, right, here. I am missing something within me. What aren't you telling me?" About what you are NOT feeling? I had mentioned that there are no hindrances to the truth and that you cannot but see things as they are, the reason for that is that your emotions are muted here." You took my emotions away?" No, they are muted so they do. A lot of cooing. She was definitely trying too hard! I stopped listening.Shortly after they went to the seating area where he left her engrossed in the pages of a book and headed toward the toilet. After about a minute or so I figured he was involved in some serious number two or waiting. "Can I help you find anything?" His wife was an attractive woman, perhaps eight or nine years his junior. Why was I trying to figure that out?"Sir?" I hadn't noticed the sales clerk speaking to me. She. “I’ve never done that.” Donna said.“Had a threesome?”“No ... well yes. And I’ve never squirted.”“Mmmmm ... I love to have a goal,” I said. “So what did you think.”“Uh ... I think ... uh ... I think I need your big fucking prick inside me right now little brother.”I picked Donna up and moved her to my bed. “Wait here,” I said. Before stepping out of the room I put her hand back on her pussy and said, “Keep warm for me.”A couple of minutes later I was back to find Donna had stripped her clothes.