Alana had seen leaves similar to this growing in Sibilius’ lab, and thought she recognized it.“A plant?” she asked, a little confused. Then she ...miled, “Will it grow flowers for me?”“No, Beloved,” Sibilius informed her. “It will grow roots for you.”“Roots?” Alana asked, feeling lost and bewildered. “You’ve told me how wonderful it felt when I impregnated you,” Sibilius said, “and of the incredible sensations of birthing our children, my love. This plant is designed from my own DNA with the sole. It was now twelve-thirty and Adnan was in a foul mood.The place was an abandoned iron foundry in a desolate area about five klicks out of the city. The foundry was the current focus of a financial scandal involving a bank manager and the owner. Apparently, the manager approved substantial loans to the foundry for a handsome consideration despite knowing that the business was about to collapse. I had scouted the area earlier on and discovered nobody lived within a mile of the place. They saw my. She would bend over in her little shorts, give beaver shots and tit shots all day long. When ever her son beat my ass she would always try to consul me. I liked this as this was when I would get a shot of her beaver or a down blouse of her tits. This all continued into my teen years. Then one day Loni was in her back yard by the pool wearing a very small bikini. I was on our deck and Loni invited me over. Seems she was missing me as her son had not beat my ass in some time. The rest of the. “noooooo, noooo , pllleeeeaase” she whimpered feeblyBut the guys went on relentlessly. Papoo doing it it painfully hard and rough from behind and Prabhakar sucking her nipples from below“noooo…ahhh….nooooo,…ohhhhh ooooohhh” I heard her cry again feebly.Seems she had no strength to fight back anymore. I was feeling so awful for her. My poor baby.Then I heard Saleem “ See, she is enjoying it , do it even harder to her”Saleem was in his make believe world, or so I thought.Papoo was going on with.