It wasn’t so bad really. I wasn’t hungry, I wasn’t tired, I wasn’t anything really. I was dead; this was honestly more than I expected. Thankf...lly they kind of turned off my need for stimulation before they put me in here. Whoever “they” are; they’ve just called themselves “The Company.” You could practically hear the capital letters.I was purchased after my death, apparently. Wholesale. The god of my world had a chosen people and I wasn’t one of them. I don’t resent him for it. He didn’t throw. "Was that him?" Your girlfriend came over and asked you."Yes, and I don't want you anywhere near him." You told her."Yo, aren't you going to introduce me to this fine looking girl?" Jerome suddenly stood behind you."Oh... Jerome... this is my girlfriend... this is Jerome." You reluctantly introduced them, as you tried to seem polite."Yo girl... I just have to say, you're by far the finest looking girl in here." Jerome told your girlfriend right there in front of you."Thank you." Your girlfriend. With tears forming I headed back around the house, I stopped and listened but I heard nothing. Back in the cellar, gave each of the girls an MRE and let them eat and enjoy a little rest. I grabbed canteens from my rucksack and filled them from my hot water heater. Then I took the girls up for a final bathroom run. I put a small bucket of water on a gel stove so that when we returned they could wash off. The girls turned the corner of the house to take care of their business while I stood at the. Her little pussy was burning uncontrollably and she knew that she would have a big orgasm when she made her daddy come by rubbing her tits against his cockmeat.Mike positioned his hard cock in the valley between his little girl's gigantic titmounds and then smiled down at her."Okay, get going, little pussy! Fuck my cock with those huge tits of yours!" he demanded.Carol moaned excitedly, staring hard at her father's huge, thick prick lying between her massive, fleshy mounds of titflesh. His.