Anyone could be chosen. It's...”“I overheard Etura talking about making me a live stock” Qara interrupted.“...Oh” was all that Io could say....hey were silently embracing each other for a while.“...I have a request” Qara said.“Yes?”“Later... When it will be officially announced, you... and everybody else will use me... Could I... just for tonight... Could I use you, like that, like a cattle” She said Io stayed silent.“It will be only for tonight and wouldn't it excite you more then. Brooke gently set the coffee down, and began to walk away. Claire snapped her fingers, and Brooke continued to walk out. A few minutes later Claire contacted Brooke via the speaker phone so the entire office could hear and said "Brooke when I snap my fingers you are to drop everything and come to me. Do you understand?" The entire office laughed at Brooke. She stood up and walked to the office of Claire.Brooke walked in the office of Claire and left the door wide open. Brooke said in a loud. He was always unshaven, his hair a greasy unkempt mess. His clothes, those that he wore, looked dirty, wrinkled, as if he had slept in them.One morning Carl was on yet another errand for Dottie when he saw the young man wrestling with a very pretty but pale looking woman. It looked like he was trying to wrestle her to the ground. She was screaming at him and trying to hit him while at the same time it looked like she was trying to get away from the man.Carl rode his bicycle off the path—most. If his bother’s thicker manhood had stabbed her dry cunt, they would both be writhing on the floor from grating pain. At first, she felt no pleasure as her loins acclimated to the hard dick pumping between them.Robert watched his mother’s angry eyes, while sipping his soda. Something sparkled for a second. He swallowed, intrigued. What was it? Would it happen again?Her tits and upper body pressed the biting plastic pins sharply into her suffering nipples. Joan could hardly feel her son’s.