I scared the stew out of Sam when I appeared some three feet from him.“Lord, Maureen, don’t do that! I felt the two of you arrive, but this tracto...r is giving me a fit. I can’t figure out what is wrong with it. It seems to be something different every couple of days,” he told me on recovering from gasping for breath from the fright I had given him by appearing so suddenly.“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” I told him.“How long has it been doing this?” I asked looking at the tractor that. "Oh God! I can't take something that big. The boys I've had have all been smaller." Sure you can, Becky. That pussy will take all I've got and much more. Now raise those knees. I want a good shot at that cunt of yours." I demanded."Here Jim. You take care of this." Jim took the camera and began shooting."Becky! Just how many boys have you fucked?" Ed yelled."Oh Ed. I'm sorry." She whined."Fuck sorry! How many, you bitch?" Ed insisted. He was angry and hurt.She answered angrily. "There have been. Yes. I exist to serve. My body is just to serve.Your body is for her to play with.Even in pain, I can serve her. I can serve her until there is nothing of me left. She wants me to be as mindful as the furniture, and that’s a kind of death. Maria is dead. Soon I will die too. Then we can serve together.Maria gestures for me to stop playing with Sandra’s pussy. I obey. I fall back on my elbows and spread my legs wide. Sandra looks to her new mistress. I can’t wait until she meets the goddess. I went downstairs and sat next to Liam on the sofa, who was playing around on his phone. I studied him while he looked away, taking in his handsome face. We looked alike; both with black hair and emerald green eyes. Liam was slightly paler than me, which I found adorable. He had an ethereal quality to him, as many of my friends had said. “Do you remember when you wanted to get a tattoo here?” I asked, touching his neck. Liam put down his phone and laughed as I continued stroking his.