It was over quickly, and in moments, Gene felt his head and muscles relax. It took the edge off, at least.Holly took Gene’s hand and helped him to h...is feet. “Listen, Gene. We’re safe enough right now, no running for a while, ok? We’ll need to take a couple of days to recover, ya know? Figure out what we know and what we do next.”Gene nodded, almost imperceptibly, and found that his legs worked just enough to keep him moving forward without collapsing onto the rough metal panels which made up. It was her Tresemme shampoo, fuck it was the best smell.I’m not kidding her bun was palm size so coz of the smell for few 2-3 minutes started smelling her bun only and she was laughing cutely at my actions. I was smelling her bun, biting the bun, licking it like there was no tomorrow. I started squeezing and pulling her bun which made her bun loose.Then I kissed her bun and slowly went to her nape and her neck. I was hard, my dick wanted to be released. She started moaning. She couldn’t control. Tim sah sich die Fotos an, ‬das waren wirklich fast alles eher ältere Frauen, ‬zwei würde er jetzt als Konkurrentinnen ausmachen, ‬eine hielt ihren geöffneten Bikini fest, ‬die zweite die er auf Anfang zwanzig schätzen würde hielt nur die Hände vor der Brust verschränkt und zwischen einer Hand blitzte etwas von der Brustwarze durch.Tim sah sich schon in Gedanken Julia in einer sexy Pose fotografieren, ‬und dann wäre ihnen der Urlaub auf alle Fälle sicher, ‬wenn er Glück hätte würde er es so. ....While the stories differed a little, (the ones on windows machines hit the screen a couple times and had "Windows Protection Fault at Address:??????" type errors pop up), we were all transported here after viewing "Number 2000". One other strange side not, I noticed that while there were both sexes present, everyone was technically minded as in computers/internet. I noticed a few ex-colleagues form other IRC networks, which started me thinking. All of a sudden, a small black portal opened.