I'm in upper Egypt. I MUST tell the King." 'Sometimes I hate that damn watch!'She rushed to the Kings chamber.The Hawk headed guards crossed spears in...front of the chamber door. Wendy spoke a word of power and passed through the spears and the heavy ornate cedar door. Catfish was playing with a bevy of toys. Two had one head first over the King's cock. They were forcing her to take him deeper. One was saying, "Swallow or choke."'Where does he come up with all these little buxom blonds?' thought. If mom went topless, then, and I dispensed with my panties we'd get the maximum discount.I pointed this out to mom, and she blushed. "Oh, I don't think so."Knowing we weren't likely to buy anything here anyway, I didn't push the issue.If you think it's easy to find a prom dress when you're a size 0.5 (well, okay, I exaggerate, but not by much), think again! There wasn't a thing that would fit me in the juniors or misses sections, of course, or the junior petites. I needed a "midgets". Giving me this sepia coloring was debated hammer and tongs for over six months before the first Mariah model rolled off the assembly line. In actuality it tottered from the Lightning Chamber facility that had been set up in a secret location. Admittedly being a woman of color called attention to me, but that was the purpose once news got around about how deadly dangerous zombies such as I could be. The same argument held for the Elijah model as well, only he was as black as the ace of spades. Next Mandy told me how much she wanted to watch me fuck Mary and fill her quivering, cumming cunt with one of my hugh sperm loads so that she could lick it up. Well I certainly didn’t need to be told twice and had Mary sit on the couch with her cute little ass right on the edge. Mandy helped her shift around to where she could sit on her face and feed some cunt while she watched me fucking her quivering, cumming, dangly, floppy, sticky, slimy, fucking cunt. I usually go for quite a long time.