Such a stupid thing to do, but so much fun. This man seemed to be able to spot each of our hidden, personal feelings and overcome them with his antics...and stupid stories. Everybody brightened up in his presence. From Sam & me to Joey and the squad and Mr. Johnson. And all the staff.He was yelling down the counter at the cashier, asking if this food had been sprayed for pests since it had been out for over a week. But he went on piling it on his plate, pointing at some meatballs and telling Sam. They have to pay for a subscription to watch those TV stations or listen to their own radio stations, so many of those folks who can't afford a subscription just listen to the free music on the Intelligentsia Networks. As a result the common people in this country are learning to like better quality music than most of the people in USR today." It is almost time to end today, so let me give you your homework assignment. I want you all to run Internet searches on your home computers on the key. He was awesome, he worked slowly and gently until his whole cock was buried in my ass. He held it there for a few seconds before he began pumping. He never pulled out, just kept pumping and it was feeling so good and I wished it would never end.I could sense many guys watching and could see some on the side of the bed. There were some hands rubbing my back and ass as this cock was wonderfully sliding in and out. A couple of guys were sitting on the bed then one of them moved in front of me.. Or if she did, she’d call Sal a moronic crack monkey banging his keyboard with a dancing nana. Matriarch! Mats would come rescue her…. somehow, maybe, by cutting off Sal’s thumb. No that was wrong, this isn’t his fault. This is some cruel bizarre twist of the universe. No need to injure him just because she was his thumb. There must be something, anything that could free her and make her human again. In her plotting and scheming she had not noticed the passage of time. He was navigating around.