Troy Tenneson. But you saw that coming didn’t you?I’ve already told you my opinion of Troy Tenneson. He thought he was smarter, richer and more po...werful than you, so you should just lay down and let him walk all over you. Or rather, let those he hired to walk all over you do their jobs, because walking all over you himself was beneath him. But where our divorce was concerned, Tenneson’s wealth, his power and most importantly his attitude all ended up working against him.Alex decided that Paul. They came around all the time and we could even afford to attract them with the refuse pile because they had almost no chance of hurting anyone.Before long the refuse pile would be gone, because we'd be feeding any leftovers to the pigs instead of putting them outside for bait. All we had to do was kill anything dangerous that came around, stop leaving their entrails outside, and sooner or later the pattern would be over and done with by killing anything that was on to it.Hell, I'd just have to. Her breasts hang massively from her chest like two flesh globes of hunking pleasure. Her lips are thick and vast. Her hair is parted, black, and hangs down to her breasts like a rescue ladder. Her hair sways as I command her, sways over her nipples again and again. I would then feed her a little bit of chocolate sauce. I would put it on her lips like lipstick. She would, obviously lick it off. Pleasure = punishment, I would tell her. "Get on your knees," I shout. I swat her ass in three quick. She could take it off, but then she’d have to bother opening her eyes and getting up. No, tonight Joel can do what he’s told.She could feel she was getting close to coming. “Fuck me”, she said. He didn’t move. “Fuck me”, she said with more force. A few seconds later, the sound of his zipper opening made her smile – good boy Joel, do what you’re told. He started by rubbing the head of his cock against the outside his here cunt. She was juiced and good to go. “Fuck me now” said demanded. She.