It's often said that money can't buy happiness, and I suppose they wereright. I was, and still am a multi-billionaire, I'm just not the sameperson I u...sed to be.You look at me now and see something glorious, you don't see the 75 yearold man you once would have. How did I get here? What has changed?There is a shop, many probably know of it, you may even have been thereyourself. Ye Old Body Shoppe it's called. They offer a unique andextremely useful service, especially if you are as rich as me.You. Let him rest. Find your own happiness.MattI remembered sitting in a quiet room in that giant hospital typing those words ... my soul blackened by its recent brush with death, I had no room for forgiveness or kind words. Somehow I just wanted to communicate the pain I was feeling.I looked at the letter. I wished Jessica had burned it. It was a eulogy for Matt O'Connell and for the love we once shared. It seemed so long ago.Suddenly I felt tired. It was as if the weariness in my bones from all. The head was big and my asshole was little and it didnt want to go in. When it finally popped in it hurt so bad I screamed and jumped away and it popped out. We stopped for a while and he used his fingers some more and added a third finger. Now he was getting my asshole open much wider. When I told him he could try again his cock popped right in and I instantly loved the passage of the big cockhead past my sphincter. Anyway, he fucked me for a few minutes and blew his wad in my ass. When. Dodie began to twist the cap, looking at Ben whilst doing so, before slowly moving it to her lips and pouting, she began to apply it in a most sensual and teasing manner, before pressing them together and blowing a kiss to Ben. She could clearly see this was turning Ben on under the covers as a prominent tent rises and she knew that she had him right where she wanted him. She would never admit it as she was an innocent girl but under it all she was as dirty as the top dogs inside of JUGS.