Jacobs, I had no reason to be angry with you when you were just trying to be nice. The boys at my school would say much the same thing as you did when... they were being nasty to me, but I know that you did not mean it that way.’ ‘That’s okay Consuela, I’m sorry that you got upset. Let’s just make believe it never happened.’ ‘Thank you sir, you are too kind.’ ‘Please Consuela, I guess I can live with you calling me Mr. Jacobs, but please don’t call me sir. I am nobody special, just the maintenance. .maar dala mujhe…ahhhhhhh”….mera to sirf 6″ ka lund tha…itna bada lund ghusne se uski halat kharab ho gayi thi….Aslam pagalo ki tarha chodna start kar diya…maaano ek putle ko chod raha ho…..kabhi uske upar chad ke, kabhi Sangita ki pair zameen pe daal k upar wala hissa bistar pe rakhke pichhe se doggy style me, to kabhi side pose me….har tarha chod raha tha….Sangita aur kuch hi der hosh me thi…wo sirf”ahhhhh….ohhhhhh….fuck me……harder…harder…zor se chod aur…aur zor se….ummmm…..faad. "What do you mean by play?" Phil asked."She wants to take her turn," Verdé answered.Phil wasn't sure he liked the connotations of that. Cérulea looked awfully young. She turned back and beckoned them on with an eager smile."Um, she looks a bit ... um ... young," Phil said."Of course," Verdé smiled. "Succubi need to be able to satisfy each and every desire."Phil suddenly felt queasy.Rosa burst into laughter. "A bit young," she snorted, before laughing again. "She's older than both Verdé and I,. Finally, he called the police lieutenant forward, reaching behind him and delicately pulling something from his neck. Blood ran down his back, soaking his shirt. The officer quickly wrapped a cloth around it. However, instead of stopping or resting, Phil walked unsteadily to the microphone, holding something else invisible, as his blood dripped from it onto his hand.“While unfortunate and brutal, I couldn’t trust those two not to try the same thing again. This is, after all, war, and they’re.