. Shishio: Ten years ago when my entire body was burned, my sweat glands were completely destroyed. I lost the ability to regulate my body heat throug...h perspiration. According to the doctors, I shouldn't be able to live sustaining such a high temperature. It's what I have left from the flames of Hell. It's not just my arms. Legs. Belly. Chest. My entire body continues to burn. And of course, (pointing to his head) here as well. So my voice became pure heat, without a trace of coolness. And one. Trying not to answer, he took her hair, and began to try and guide his cock into her mouth. She pulled back, preventing it. ‘Answer the question, my dear professor – did you like tasting this young pussy?’ ‘Y-yes,’ James stuttered out of both nervousness and anticipation. Lavannia continued to massage his balls, slowly moving her mouth close to his cock again. She kissed the tip of it, leaving a hint of her lipstick on it. She heard James’ breathing heighten. ‘Do you want to fuck this young. If Aunt Linda's mouth was warm velvet, Aunt Barbara's was nuclear-hot silk, her lips sucking at my cock like a milking machine, her tongue moist and heated, wrapping around my prick as if a candy cane. Incredibly, though I'd just come moments before, I felt another orgasm building in my young balls, especially so when I saw Aunt Linda kneel before her sister and attach her mouth to Aunt Barbara's beautiful big bush, parting the thick, sweat-matted hair and tonguing her fat clit until my aunt. The biggest and main problem in these last few years were the Life Binders. A tool often carried by Assassins type players. Once killed, they could trap your consciousness inside a cage, the system unable to send you back to the graveyard and with your mind vanishing from the Systems detection all functionality went out the window. The stress gauge that logs you out should your heart rate reach critical, the health gauge which informed you when you needed the restroom or were hungry or thirsty..