"Fuck off," Jackson retorted.Pihanga pulled out a gun and shot him in the face.From his position on the floor of the factory Jackson looked up and saw... a white number--forty-four--floating up into the darkness beneath the roof. Oh yeah, computer game physics. Boy was he glad for those stupid role-playing game physics. It meant he could be shot right in the face with a gun and it do nothing so long as the damage was less than his total hit points.He wondered how many hit points he had. Normally. We chose Florida for our getaway and she was having no clue what the place is like and how famous it was. We were on the plane and next thing we knew was we were at this great resort entry which my friend from Florida suggested as the best place for couples. He said that this place is right on the beach and is of best standards. So I and Alia were standing in this resort looking at each other with excitement. Now she was wearing her salwar suit again (she said most of the clothes we bought in. Undoing the simple blue pajama top she wore, one of her husbands that she had saved, Sandra stood topless in front of the large wall mounted mirror. The woman looking back at her in the reflection looked pretty good for her age, she thought. She'd put on a few pounds over the last few years, but nothing too drastic. In fact, she could name a half dozen of her friends who would kill to be in as good a shape as she was.As she finished taking stock, Sandra ran her hand across her small, firm. Sarah’s own pussy was endlessly dripping and she could feel her crotch tingle and throb with desire. Her suddenly opened in surprise as powerful tentacles pried her legs apart. All at once, she felt a familiar cock ram deep inside of her pussy, causing her to gasp and squeal in surprise as she continued to nuzzle into Steven’s warm balls. Adam had been positioned in a pose similar to Zoey’s, with his legs up to his shoulders and his genitals hanging below him. The tentacles had begun to swing.