. and, as they say, the rest is history.”“Anyway, I was really impressed that Michael was prepared to apologise for what he said; until then I was...used to guys making pretty sexist remarks; I assumed that’s just what guys were like.”“That’s a neat story you guys. My name’s Randy Goldberg, and I grew up in the Eastern suburbs of Sydney, around Woollahra. For my thesis, I’ll be designing an interface unit for standalone printers, either serial or Centronics interface, to them into a TCP/IP. Everyone had 10 full magazines with another 100 rounds in the backpacks. One in the R15, four of the magazines were in their pants pockets and five more magazines in their backpack. That would be 500 rounds times 120. The pain was making it hard to think. Add the noise from the shooting, Willa was having a really hard time thinking. Well 500 times 100 would be 5,000. No, no, that’s not right. 50,000 rounds. That’s it and 5 times 12 would be 60. We have 60,000 rounds. Someone scouted “UNO!” then. She looked at Lindsey, her nipples poking at her shirt and the damp spot at the crotch of her pants, and laughed. ‘It looks like you’re enjoying your first black cock.’ Lindsey was still leaning back on her elbows, wishing that Tara had gone a little bit longer diving in her tits. She took a deep breath and said, ‘Yeah. You could say that.’ She looked back at the cock above her. ‘Woof. Now I know what those big balls are for. I thought he was never going to stop coming…’ Tara laid down next to. It took a few days but eventually Amy was well and she was back to her normal chores. Which included kneeling at the coffee pot and letting her two men coat her in cum each day. She smiled happily as Roger painted her cheeks and forehead. Her face wasn't as happy but she diligently did as her programming called for and she sucked her father off until he cam all over her face and breasts. By the time her father got home each day she was done with her chores, she had dinner in the oven or ready.