Face it, Clara- we’re on our own.”Amy’s words echoed through the cavernous industrial chamber. All of a sudden, a wide round portal opened up in...the middle of the floor. Clara felt her body tense in fear- what was going to come out of it?Clara nearly burst into tears when a long, snakelike tentacle slithered out of the hole. It was exactly the same as the tentacles which had ravished her in front of Amy, back in the control room. The tip of the tentacle was a gleaming silver penis, twitching. Wo 1 shart par mana ki main sunday ko usse gaand b marwalu.Agle sunday ko meri gaand ki baari thi. Usne mujhe kuttiya banaya or meri gaand or apne lund pe thook lagaya or pel diya. Meri to gaand bilkul fatt gyi or m chilla uthi. Aisa lag ra tha jaise kisine gaang me mirchi dal di ho…Adhe ghante me kahi jaake araam hua. Usne meri gaand me apna maal chod diya.Ab alam ye tha k main sunday ko gaand or chut dono marwati or baki week me 2 din school me chut/gaand marwati.Wo mujhe dare b dene laga k. 'Would Angela come toremember those words? If, or rather when, she found out about m,' Iwondered."I'm afraid that's never going to happen. Men are men and it willever be thus. Do you like Martina?" Oh yes, she just so gentle and thoughtful." Yes, we all saw you cuddling her on the settee." Well she's going to need all the support and love we can give herif she's going to face the big horrible world." You're preaching to the converted. Nobody knows that better thanus, all of us."Angela turned to. And she was actually staring at his hard-on with some of the hungriest eyes he'd ever seen in his life. For the first time it occurred to Jack that she'd turned herself into a sexy, mouth-watering bombshell just for him.Well, hell, he knew he was good looking enough, for the chicks in high school anyway. Normally, he'd just make a pass at a schoolgirl by kissing her and squeezing her tit at the same time. Then he'd slowly work his fingers under her skirt and up around her crotch, which was.