" Wading through the dry and boring guides, Simon spotted a common thread running through the system design. Although each remote site was capable of ...ngaging targets on its own, they all relied on the central processor to identify their targets by asking a second site for confirmation. His goal was to have one of the tributary sites request a confirmation from the central processor on a target that didn't exist. By continually re-requesting this non-existent target he hoped to cause the system. The noise got louder, accompanied by the 'trit-trot' of studded boots and then a parade of mud-splattered rugby players. They stopped talking when they saw me and I stood up, not quite knowing what to say. “Hi, I’m Cherry,” was all I could think of. There was a chorus of “Wow!” “Fuck me!” “Ah she’s gorgeous.” Stuff like that. “We’ll be with you in a minute, love,” said one guy who I took to be the Captain. They entered the shower area one by one and I heard the water sprinkle and they. I had already lubed myself before getting there, and had tried to loosen myself up a little with a smaller bottle, since I didn't have anything else. I have never owned a dildo or anything like that so I improvised with what I had. I was in the bathroom about 10 mins trying to get ready, and was super nervous that I wouldn't be able to accomplish the task, especially since this was my first time and he is 4 inches bigger than what he said. But I knew from previous experiences when doing anal. Ye ab tumhara hai. Chuso meri rani. Plz. C: Mere raja ab aur na tadpao dal do ise meri chut me. Fir maine apna lund nikala aur uski do jangho ke bich apni jaban ferne laga. Vo mudmust ho gayo. Maine uske chut ki gulabi pankhudiya kholi aur juban ander dal ke ander baher kene laga. Vo sat ve asaman pe pahuch gayi. Mai use ki chut ko jor jor se chus raha tha. Vo moan ker rahi thi uufffffff mer gayi dalo na please mere raja mr jaungi mai mat nahi uuuuiiimaaaa dalo na apna lund mere chut me.