He then stood in front of me and slipped his right hand down the front of my board shorts and grabbed hold of my cock and balls. He then rolled them a...ound his massive palm and slid the left hand down my arse.He teased my arsehole with his index finger, bit my ear gently and said, “I’m going to fuck your wife.” He then let go and walked back over to an eager looking Jenny.Carlos slid the same index finger into Jenny’s mouth and she brazenly sucked it in anticipation. Once he deemed it. However, the bare spot between her legs was more intriguing. The crease that formed there was perfectly vertical and the pale hue of Molly’s skin set it off beautifully. The smoothness around it looked so natural, as if no hair ever grew around it. It seemed to have no signs of ever being touched. With no pubes gracing it, its puffy plumpness showed splendidly as Molly stood there in total disbelief. I went back down to my basement office, taking my snack and drink with me, and still, I could. The first would be there kindness to anyone they meet so long as they haven’t done anything that would have led them to being a criminal. Second was the beauty of the Smith women with some thought to be given with plastic surgery or pure luck. And final thing or more specifically the person was their adopted child, Marcus who they taken in at such a young age.Marcus was born into a family that didn’t want him because of the financial problems he would bring. Immediately after he was born he was. —==(o)==— Zoa was silent. She had no words to offer the scene her eyes took in. The seer Evelin had had words, and those spun around in Zoa’s head. Blood all over. Smelly sticky blood. Tears were running from Zoa’s eyes, and she wasn’t the only one. Most of her fellow couriers were weeping. Most of them had emptied their stomachs too. Zoa hadn’t. Apart from her tears she kept it all inside. A whole caravan. Seven families. They were all dead. Every single one. Some of them were missing limbs..