Abhi poora lund bhi nahi gaya tha ki wo chilla uthiLekin usne lund ko bahar nikalne nahi diya kuch sec baad wo shaant hui aur mene ek aur dhakka mara ...aur jor jor se jhatke marne laga.Wo jor jor se awajein nikal rahi thi aahh oohhh, yaahhh aur jooorse chodo phaaad daloo merii choooth ko aaahh yaaahh yesss fuckkk mee yaaaah.Wo poori randi ban chuki thi.Aur pagalon ki taraha chilla rahi thi.Me bhi bade maje se use chod raha tha.Karib 10 min baaad me jhadne waala tha to maine ussse kaha ki teacher. Next i hear some voices and people coming into the room i'm thinking i could break this scarf any time but thought lets see where this goes curious about it all.next some one starts to unbutton my shirt then one is undoing my pants and pulling my cloths off,feeling quite vulnerable naked breathin starts to quickeni feel one pair hands then two then three caressing me all over pinching my nipples licking them stroking my balls and cock gettin hard and horny,someone kisses me then i feel the. During the day they would act like another control point on Route Indigo. At night they would hunker down and shoot at anybody that tried to plant something on the road.I am sure that there was some field manual somewhere that thought this was just one great fucking idea. Personally, if I ever found the guy who wrote that manual, I was going to tie him over a barrel, paint his ass fluorescent orange, and park him outside of Outpost Zulu. I had finally found something in Iraq that scared me even. It was terrifying. I’ve never seen anything like it. You told me to seal the wormhole. I could see in your mind that sealing the wormhole was the only way to save New Eden from what I was witnessing. So ... I ... I did it.” Tears began to flood down Tabatha’s face. “And now Miranda will never be able to get to New Eden from that time period.”“What was it that Tabatha saw, Elaine?” Alana asked, still behaving in an unnaturally calm manner.“Alana, Tabatha, a ‘reality wave’ was rippling across the.