"Liz got off the couch and made her way outside, shaking her hips for Mark's viewing as she walked away. The fabric barely covered her brown circles o... tits and offered a magnificent view of her breasts and ass. Liz's bronze body had seen a lot of sunlight and she kept it in great shape. Almost instantly, the erection Mark had been supporting off was at full salute as Liz splashed into the pool, Mark made his way upstairs to his room, closing the door he pulled his cock from his pants, taking. Had he fallen there? Been pushed or thrown? Was he the one I was replacing? Leaning over the edge I looked deeper into the chasm, down to the flooded pool some floors below my precarious perch.Something pale, a wedding dress floated into the pale light and to my horror it didn’t look empty! I lent further out and looked back under to see another phantom bride half in the water. Straining my eyes I saw the purple patched legs of a bride, decomposing legs still clad in stocking fragments and one. I have 111 countries under my authority. So yeah I am kinda a bigshot. And this doesn’t mean that I am an old cripple.I am actually 25 years old.I wake up daily to a blowjob from one of my sex slaves. I then hold her by her hair and throw her aside and then another slave picks me up and takes me to the bathroom…I have an innumerous number of slaves who take care of my daily routine… But lately, I started getting bored of these slaves…so bored that I shot and killed 5 of them last month while. The whole idea of the ranch and meeting ‘dudes’ with the idea of having sex was way overdue in her mind. ‘Besides, women like sex too. Just as much as men do and for some women probably more then men,’ she consoled herself. After asking Kevin if he could do without her for a week and discovering he actually welcomed the chance to be alone, with sweaty palms she called Margaret. She told her she wanted ‘to see what it was like,’ when neither of them felt convinced it was the truth. Like most.