Euthanasia was painless. The Cockroach would have to be sold back to his people. He wished they were stronger and could kill the cockroach.“In many ...ocieties an alternative to a trial by jury or judge is a trial by combat. If that option is available, it is my belief that it would be more honorable to die in combat than to die by euthanasia. In those societies, it is also my belief that the victor has the capacity to make a statement of what constitutes a truth and for it to be accepted because. The warm, masculine musk emanating off my soles and from between my toes must be heavenly to you.That's when I lift up my right foot and press it gently against your lips, which you're clearly afraid to open at first, you're so excited. I rub my toes and ball of my foot around your lips and mouth in a circular motion, like I'm marking you as my foot's property. I keep rubbing until my two bigger toes push your lips open and dip inside, wetting the first of your taste buds. I grab your lower lip. She had already told all this to the bartender in the small pub behind the train station for the fourth time. And he bravely let the story be told. "Another beer and one of those cherry... thing... stuff... drink!" Katie slurred over the counter. Her long, unkempt light brown hair fell into her face. The bartender rolled his eyes inwardly, but finished the drinks. She watched as two more drinks were added to her tab kind of added up, what she'd owe to her Angel of the High spirits. All in all. Sheri yelled out "come on Mom, cum all over my big dick!" With that Madeline lost it, her juices splashed out all over the dick and her daughter's legs as Katie's juices shot into her mouth. Sheri pulled the dick out and Mary came and sat herself down on her mother's pussy. She began to rock back and forth both of their clits rubbing together. Madeline loved the feel of her daughter's clit rubbing so hard against hers. She watched as Katie took the strap on off of Sheri and put it on herself..