I had seventeen shots and another clip and a half for reloads. It didn't have any safety but my finger pulling the trigger or not. Good gun though, fo... an old projectile weapon. Lots of people liked the new stuff, but old school was a lot cooler.I set my PDU aside and my crucifix phone with it, my pink meth and the stim I was saving. I had clothes, old and new. I had some panties, a g-string, and another skirt, a lace bra with tiny cups, since I didn't have any tits. A tight little blouse with. "OK now that my mind is clear and I can think normally, lets list everything I noticed is different about me since yesterday"-I feel stronger, WAY Stronger, just to test this she tried to lift her school bag, that normally weighs about 3 pounds and it was almost like lifting a paper. She could lift it with a single finger.-I feel smarter in some way, she ran to some science books in her bookshelf, and not only could she easily understand every page, she was reading the entire page almost. .. instead of my fingers, it would be too good if it were someon'es hot hard cock!"] (She was well versed with those technical terms of sunni, koodhi, poolu, pundai, etc., by reading those magazines) Hearing this, Mani was shocked; and, in spite of his illness, got quite turned on seeing his sister semi-nude, with open legs, and violently rocking hips and moving hands. He retreated to his room to handle his throbbing sunni (cock) and searched for the same magazine which Ratna was reading. When. .then tell me, tell me you want my black cock up your married white cunt….please I need it...what do you need TELL ME...fuck me stuff your cock up my cunt you black bastard that was me talking. Oh fuck, the big fat head after just a little effort just went so easily between my cunt lips I looked between my thighs I could see his cum soaked glistening black cock sliding into my body , he only stopped for a second two more inches entered, then three more the rest followed until his big heavy.