It wasn’t supposed to be found. No signals out, the doors sealed. This was his kingdom. His universe. He had the memories of hundreds to join with, ...o manage, to control alter, and make his. He could make it a paradise or a hell, for those he chose to visit. He had barely scratched the surface. So much to study, to understand. He’d spent so much time in the lower levels of late though. Tormenting the tormented was harder then it might seem. Nightmares had to be personal to terrify, they had to. She sped off as the light changed and headed to the turnpike. Her face flushed as she approached the toll booth to get on the turnpike, knowing full-well that whoever was manning the booth was going to get a clear view of her twat shot. She could see the middle aged black man lean out and give the change back to the driver in front. The car pulled forward and Grace eased to the window, $5 bill out the window. Reaching out, the toll-taker spotted her black-stockinged white legs, wide apart, and. She was dusky in complexion and she was close to 36-32-36. She did her house hold chores, like washing cloths and dishes in the pond. The pond was divided in two halves. One part for washing cloths and another for having bath. The bathing area was near the bushes and tress. I went there with two of my friends that day. They both were 2-3 years elder than me.That day, was the second time and the last time I went there to swim. We went to the Pond near 12pm, my friends and i were bath nude in the. “More, more! Cum on my asshole, Daddy!”I kept jerking, moving even closer so I got the rest of my load where she wanted instead of spilling it all down on her stuffed friend beneath her. I deposited several more healthy shots of jizz right where she wanted them and watched my spunk begin to ooze toward her pussy.“Shit! That’s so good! So fucking good.”Without thinking, I leaned just a little further and pressed the head of my cock to her gooey asshole. I had no intention of trying to enter her,.