Why? The proverbial why question usually came up after you got over trying to figure out what was happening. Chaos would take over because humans in a...pack will turn on each other out of their primal selfishness. Back to the why of it all for the moment. As such, why did it appear some were affected, and others were not? For now, it appeared to me, as I made my way to a semi-secure area, a small percentage remained within a limited framework of rationality. However, a significant number seemed. I don’t budge as he jukes and shakes, going this way and that. Eventually, their shooting guard has to come up and get the inbound pass. Nicole doesn’t give him an inch. She puts on the pressure and a solid defense. He’s got nowhere to go, so he passes to the center, but as soon as he turns to drive up the court, Austin gets his feet planted. The guy didn’t even look, just plows right into him, knocking Austin down to the ground. The whistle blows and a charge is called on the center giving him. “What else do you think and dream of” I asked “I always wanted to lick a cock afterwards it’s just had sex” “You should have said mom” “I would of but I’ve never had the real thing in my mouth, I’m not sure if I would like it”Mom had me hard again while listening to her talking “You could try now if you want”My cock looked skywards as I turned on my back, mom hobbled on to her knees over my crotch and took hold of my cock. Leaning forward her tits began to hang down as she. The kinds of guys Carmella dated were sweet and shy and she was the quirky anarchist artsy girl with an edge. This was way past her edge. If he was big in her pussy he was bigger in her ass. As he was pounding her fat rear end, even harder than she had expected, relentlessly and sadistically, Carmella briefly flashed on her long day meeting and greeting all of her fans. All the phony niceties she went through made her feel like a whore. She knew the reality, in many cases with her male fans,.