But my dad's 1947 Ford should be okay. The only thing that should be blown on her is the radio. So you better get the survival radio out of the safe."...Taking his rifle, he limped carefully up the stairs and worked his way out to the garage. It had some structural damage but she was still standing. Checking the pickup for any damage, the only thing he found was a dent in the side panel, from a storage locker that fell against it. Getting in he tried to start it up. After a few seconds, it roared. After some time this ritual became routine, I started to feel the need formore, my curiosity had been woken up and I wanted to know more about womenand sex. Until then I was not very interested in the topic, in fact, Iwould always escape from it when it became part of any conversations, Ididn't like to talk about it, as I said before, I was very shy and selfconscious.At the time I thought that the only way I had to get to that informationwere my classmates and the porn magazines or VHS videos. Raat ko jab khana khane ke baad sab sone ki adjustment ki baat kar rahe they . Kyoki ghar me 3 hi kamre thay . Sab ladies ek doosre se ke saath sona chahati thi ta ki vo gaape mar sake . Isliye ye decide hua ki nani aur dadi ek kamre me , ma aur bhabhi doosre kamre me aur dad aur nana teesre kamre me soyenge . Mera kisi ne socha hi nahi , mai khud hi bola ki mai nani ke saath sounga , taki mai tv dekh saku .mai sofe par tv dekh raha tha aur nani , dadi bed par gaape mar rahe the .Kamre me. She was trapped and the creature started to examine every part of her body. She trashed around as much as possible but the tentacles were everywhere, touching every part of her, undressing her to get a better grip. She screamed her futile complaints and tried to prevent the monster from removing her clothes. It was all in vain, the tentacle-man was too strong for her, she couldnt even hold her legs together anymore. He pulled them apart and started to move his tentacles along her thighs. As.