To Mistress' shiny red lips... and finally to her deep, green eyes. Caught in the swirling of those beautiful green eyes... "Do you know what day this...is?" MzDominica asked.The slave started to say "No," but found herself reluctant -- possibly even unable -- to form the word. Something shifted pathways in her brain, and she replied, "I do not, Mistress." It's Sunday," Dominica said, "and it's time to get ready to go home."Daniella wasn't quite sure what any of these words meant. Days didn't. “Like that one, do you?” Amelia said. I looked up, startled, and realized that I’d been admiring it for much longer than anyone else. I decided to be honest; shit, it wasn’t like I had anything to hide from anyone there.“Yes, as a matter of fact,” I answered. “I’ve never seen one all glass like this. It’s magnificent. And I’m surprised at how sturdy. Is there no danger of the glass breaking, uh, inside?”Amelia shook her head. “No, believe it or not, it’s virtually unbreakable. You’ll shatter. At this point, Simon felt a new sensation as Miranda started to lick his ass hole. "Oh fuk, oh fuck oh fuck" He moaned. And with that he dumped steam after stream of cum down Cheyennes throat! It was too much for the young girl to handle and although she did swallow some, most ended up down running down her chin and onto her pert titties. Simon sunk to his knees, completely spent after his mega orgasm. "Wow! That was the best blow job I've ever had." good good. Now its time that you repay us.. Still, you try to tolerate the noise, as you know that you only have 12 hours to live. You want to indulge in all your senses, as you spend your final hours on Earth. You drowsily glance at your clock, it reads 6:66 AM, and a dozen hours from now, that clock will be no more. In fact, you will be no more, everything that you are, and that you know will be gone.How do you know this? For the past four years, you've seen visions, visions of various events worldwide, and good or bad, every one of.