"Here there is of course no chlorophyll, which is the photosynthetic agent. So far as Wanda and I have been able to determine, it's mere coincidence t...at the thermophyll, as we're calling the heat conversion chemical, also profuses the vegetation green." Some coincidence. But what about the animals?" We benefitted there by having several very fresh cadavers with which to work," said Heisinger, shooting Igwanda a glance. "They're all of one species, which limits our ability to generalize, but. I'd love to see her get royally fucked by some huge cocked stud then bury my face in her messy cunt and lick her to another orgasm then using the left over cum as lubricant to fist fuck her into oblivion. She on the other hand say's that she'd like to watch me fuck some sexy young piece of ass while she sits idlely off to the side. Personally, I think she's holding back. The way I see it, she has to be wondering what it would be like to be fucked by someone different than me. Maybe I'm wrong. Suddenly, she tensed up as she realized that I was looking into the opened crack to examine her asshole. It was small and pinkish, and I watched it clench down, tightening before my very eyes upon being exposed like that. Fascinated, I extended one finger and lightly touched her there.Instantly, a hand shot back; grabbed me by the wrist, pointed nails digging viciously into my flesh. "No!" she snapped, yanking my hand away. "Not there! I don't like that!" Her tone was cold, hostile, insolent,. All three of them stared at the mountain of chips in front of me. I placed my cards down on the table. “Two pair,” I said.“Bullshit,” Lee said, tossing his cards in front of him.“What is it? Two pair isn’t that good,” I said, waiting for them to reveal their hands.“That’s not two pair, Gabbie. That’s four of a kind,” Damon said, throwing his full house on the table and taking a sip of soda.I made a show of staring at my cards, then slowly counting them. “But it’s just twos. That’s the lowest.