. More from Fangman: The inventor of the Harley-Davidson motorcycle, Arthur Davidson died and went to heaven.At the gates, St. Peter told Arthur. ‘S...nce you’ve been such a good man and your motorcycles have changed the world, your reward is, you can hang out with anyone you want to in heaven.’Arthur thought about it for a minute and then said, “I want to hang out with God.’St. Peter took Arthur to the Throne Room, and introduced him to God.God recognized Arthur and commented, ‘Okay, so you were. As I came for the second time, Pete increased his tempo fucking my wet slippery cunt and I screamed even loud in both pain and pleasure. I begged him for mercy to treat my used cunt…Pete did not come, but he suddenly pulled out and Darnell quickly replaced him. His dick was not so thick as his friend’s…Once again the fucking started, Darnell took me in a very brutal way. He abused my cunt really hard, pounding his hard black cock deep inside me. I came again two more times, knowing that my. 40 years old I could see his pot belly. I lightly touched his pot belly and laughed. He also smiled and started kissing again. We kissed for more than 15 minutes. Then he unhooked my bra making me more shy. Removed my bra and was very excited to look at my bear boobs. He started kissing me again this time holding my boobs in his hands. That touch made me more excited and I started to kiss harder. Now he was pressing my boobs harder. I was loving this feeling.As I was seating on his lap i was. That was going to be the final test.Everything was ready, so we packed up and headed north. We headed toward Jacksonville to pick up I 95. We would follow that all the way to Florence, SC. At this point, my plan was to turn west from Florence to head for Columbia and Greenville. Hopefully, by that time we would have recruited a large force and defeated a significant number of the demons. Well, we were going to give it a try.We met a few demons on the way to Jacksonville, but not enough to.