“You’ll never be a patch on my dad!”“I’m sorry, Johanna. I never meant to compare myself to your father. Let me take that back. Let me say i...stead that I think of you as a friend. A dear friend. And I hope you will think of me that way.”“A friend,” I said.“A platonic friend. Someone to talk to, to laugh with, to tell your troubles to, to trust.”“What about Mom?”“I have begged her to take me back,” he said. “But she will not see me again unless you forgive me.”“So the only reason you want to be. I open my eyes and there you are, I can feel your hands in mine, I can smell you as I move my face up to your and draw you to me, feeling those lips kiss me, pressing into your face so I can fell your eyelashes on my cheek. Hungrily kissing you, our mouths open, getting hotter by the second. I reach down and cup your breast in my hand, gently squeezing the nipple between my thumb and finger, rolling it back and forth between them, feeling it get harder and harder. Your hand travels down my. I licked two fingers and inserted them inside her wet cunt as I began working more on her clit. She lifted her thighs onto my shoulders resting her feet on my back. She was humping her hips in rhythm with my fingers going in and out of her dripping cunt.Suddenly Miriam began bucking her hips hard, screaming she was coming.She was bucking and screaming as her juices coated my face and tongue. I was still wiggling my fingers inside her wet cunt as I felt it contracting so hard I thought she would. ..— Couillon, un peu de respect ! Je suis devenu balayeur au Centre de Recherche de Haute Technologie… ils en ont un tas de bidules là-bas. Des téléporteurs, des manipulateurs de cerveaux, des armes à destruction instantanée... Et aujourd’hui ils comptaient me virer. soi-disant que je ne faisais pas assez bien mon travail. Alors j’ai volé cette machine et je suis directement allez dans leur téléporteur temporel. Je ne peux rester dans ton présent que cinq minutes, il doit me rester tout juste.