'They'll be fully conscious in a few minutes. I'll leave the rest of the preparations to you. You might also want to exact some well-earned revenge. T...e crop is in my room on the bed. I suggest six cuts each on the thighs when they start protesting. I'll be back with Debbie just before lunch.'And now, as they approached Heather's bedroom door three hours later, the angry, pained squeals of their sissified sons announced the success of their kinky plan. As Debra opened the door, the squeals. Pr anil or ander kre ja rha tha.. Aada lund ander jate hi didi ki chut se blood aane lga pr anil nahi ruka or lund ko bhar nikal kr jor se dhakka dia… Ritu chillane lagi aaaaa aaaiii muiiii aaaaiiiii pure room me uski aawaje gunj rahi thi.. Baki sare ladke apna lund hila rhe the. Anil ne unki taraf dekha or bola ke maderchodo… Tum sare gandu hi rhoge… Saalo itni mast londiya tumhare aage h tum fir bhi muthi hi maroge… Wo lund chod kr khade ho gye…Fir rakesh ne ek or dhakka dia or lund or aage. I gave the all-clear for the jump.When I came out of the jump, I keeled over, desperately yanking off the helmet as I regurgitated that morning’s breakfast. The jumps always made me nauseous, just as it made some hungry or gave heartburn, but this was worse. So bad in fact that I didn’t take note of my surroundings, removing the helmet was on instinct. Fortunately, I was on safe ground and didn’t die when taking off the helmet.Slowly, I rose to my feet to take note of my surroundings. I was in. After soaking in the warm bathwater for a while, the soreness was not near as bad. She actually felt better. Angela put the night, and everything that had happened to her, out of her mind. She just wanted to forget that it ever happened and go on with her life. After getting dressed, she went into the kitchen. Her father was sitting at the table eating a snack.“Hi sleepy head,” Fred said, sounding and acting completely normal.“Hi dad,” Angela replied, beginning to wonder it the part about her.