Baseball.Detroit-tigers.really-suck called "Minnesota Twins."Man, am I pissed off. It was about some stupid, pathetic baseball team. I would call it s...mething else too, but you seemed to have said it all with that. It wasn't at all about sex nor did I see anything about any twins. No hot blonde twins. No hot redhead twins. No hot latina twins. Nothing. Just baseball. You get me all hot and bothered about screwing a couple of hot twin girls and you give me nothing. NO FUCKING FAIR,. It's just basic science theory. You don't want to add in factors that could alter the results, especially when you are still trying to establish a control.Alex won't be the last subject but he is our first. We need to do everything right so we have something to compare it too when we change the factors for others.I kept replaying the 45 minute video over and over, focusing on different parts of the test each time.It was a little difficult to keep myself under control though seeing someone all. My erotic thoughts ceased when Julie said, hello, sorry I am a little late, hope you don`t mind. I said It`s fine, she looked great anywayso I ordered her a drink, from the black guy this time and then we found a quite corner of the bar where we could talk, and get to know each other a little better. It became time for a second drink, and Julie insisted on paying herself, which was fine with me, so she ordered at the bar and was served by the hot barmaid. It was quite a while before she. Two sets of hands paw at her body. Gudnwet takes to her nipples, pinching them. Phurre sends a few fingers into Penelope’s drenched snatch, and those fingers end up slipping out way too fast.“It looks like Tunrash did a number on you,” the yeti queen coos, though it sounds more like a soft growl. Then she looks to the demon hunter. “Clean it up.” Gudnwet dips her head down and slurps the cold cum from Penelope’s crotch. Phurre reaches up to stroke at the girl’s head. “Good girl,” she purrs.Both.