The odd piece of laboratory equipment or glass containersfilled with some weird arcane substance cluttered the room, but muchmore interesting than thi... were the several skinsuits in various stagesof preparation which were either laid out on the tables or suspendedfrom frames along the walls. All of them seemed to be in the process ofbeing manufactured, and most looked unformed and rather disturbing.Their fleshy forms looked like large blobs of meat impossibly stretchedout into vaguely humanoid. The girl started licking the pussy juice off her panties, moaning and gasping, while the guy kept thrusting his cock deeper and deeper inside that young little pussy. perri got around behind the guy and started jacking him off when he pulled out a bit, then she pulled his whole cock out and jacked him off and rubbed it on the little bitches clit. the little whore started to come right as the guys shoved his fat cockmeat into her pussy. she spasmed and tensed and came all over his big dick."mmm,. This is fiction only. John did not consider himself to be a cruel man. If he had seen his victims as something equal to others, he might have re-considered that. He was nice and considerate to people at work, he gave way at the appropriate places in his car. Most people would consider John to be a nice guy. A decent person. And John wouldn't have argued with that. However, the boy strapped down in his basement might have suggested otherwise. The boy was quickly learning that John, in the right. Pink. Stuff them in her mouth." Don't do that. Please don't. I'll be good. I'll be quiet." Okay, take her on up, Mr. Blue. If she says another thing, gag her with her panties, Mr. Pink." Shine that fucking light on the steps, Mr. White." Who's Mr. White?" She talked. Should I gag her now, Denny?" Call me Mr. Orange." Shine that light. I can't see where I'm going. She's getting heavy." Should I gag her?" Not yet, we don't have time. It's getting late. Keep going, Mr. Blue. Turn on the radio, Mr..