Its her 43rd birthday and this is the day she choose to start her new lifestyle by start living in her own estate her empire as a queen and she entere... the gate of her estate in her ultra luxurious rolls Royce lounging on its extremly comfortable soft leather back seat sipping champagne wearing a very sexy golden designer gown on her well toned curvy body teamed up with very expensive diamond jewellery and elegant high heel heavily embellished strappy designer golden sandals made up of exotic. She was heavy, a candidate for membership in the Great American Obesity Epidemic, big shapeless tits, black short hair and a thin mouth, out of character with the rest of her face. One eye had closed up, the other was dark brown under the bruising. Zec turned back to the men. ‘If I see you again, shit, I’ll fucking kill you. And if you go for that gun, I will kill you now.’ The beater was helping his friends. They said nothing. Zec started the girl walking away. ‘There’s a hospital at the train. Recumbent, I was trying to get a closer view of Misty, with my legs wide, and my pussy gaping, probably still leaking cum which was coating my thighs. While I watched Misty, Jan thrust her whole hand into my wet, leaking fuckhole. I mewed softly, surprised at the veracity of her unrestrained action! I closed my eyes as Jan's hand twirled inside me and her fingers folded into a fist. Her wrist began pumping, slow and steady, in time with Misty's and the Rottweiler's panting breaths Again opening. He said "Keep your filthy hands away from my cock". I stayed quite and kept massaging him. He then said "You must not even have a cock". It was too disrespectful and i slashed out i said i have a cock and its probably bigger than yours. He laughed and grabbed my crotch and squeezed it. He said "Oh yeah? lets see it". He pulled down my trousers and there was my tiny 4 inch cock. He laughed. I immediately turned around ashamed. My bare ass was infront of him. I felt his hand on my ass. He said.