Bidejki ne me prekina zakluciv deka mu se dopaga toa.Mu rekov:profesore moze bi mozele nesto da napravime so vezbite,jas znam nekoi vezbi koi bi ne na...ravile srekni i dvajcata.Moze ama ne tuka,ako ne vidi nekoj ke me izbrkaat od rabota i ke me zatvorat.Otidovme vo soblekuvalna da se presoblecam i dodeka mi zborese me fakase za cicki.Mi kaza deka denes nemoze bidejki zenamu e doma pa da dojdam utre od sabajle i da ne se zaebavam bidejki nema nikogas da pominam.Me pofaka malku go zapisa mojot. His erection (much longer and thicker than the real life Brent’s) was pointing down between his legs. Emma was behind him with a gigantic strap-on.She was still nude, save for the harness around her waist. The rubber cock (flesh toned) was bouncing like a Superball in front of her pubic mound, rebounding several times off Brent’s ass cheeks.Emma made no effort to lube anything, but in her vision she pumped right into him. He grimaced at being penetrated but didn’t seem to care about being. As I looked I saw pity in his expression, but then he astonished me by reaching out to touch the scar. I jerked away as though he had made to burn me, nobody had ever touched my scar, and I told him so. Oh Annie, what the fuck happened to you? Connor reached up and took my hand, pulling me back to sit next to him on the bench. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me into his warmth. As I remained silent he kissed the top of my head, and then asked again, what happened Annie? And do. It wasn’t long and the faint spark of life returned to cold empty eyes locked in unseeing stare. Lungs once again drew breath completing the cycle of reanimation, life flowed through the vessel increasing stale consciousness. The mind slowly awoke. He could feel the thin layers of frost solid upon his flesh, movement was nearly impossible, as he forced stiffened muscles to react. Straining he lifted his arm to clear the crystal shards from blind eyes. It took several moments before vision.