Unfortunately it didn't. Moving the blob, per se, wasn't the problem; it was doing the necessary thinking about where to move it to. We could streak a...blob across the room so blinding fast that it looked like a blur (we did that, for fun and to double-check we were right about that [[we were actually wrong because light blobs don't really "move" as such, but it didn't matter because they look like they do]]). Moving them across the room was so quick because almost no thinking was required. A. Sie reitet, wie der Teufel. Mir schießt es nur durch den Kopf, dass sie mein Teil hoffentlich noch ganz lässt. Von hinten greife ich an ihre geilen Titten, zwirbele ihre Nippel und feuere sie an. „Los du geile Nutte, hol mir den Saft. Melk mich ab du Stute.“ Schreiend erlebt sie einen erneuten Höhepunkt, wirft sich von mir, gerade noch rechtzeitig um meinen Schwanz in ihre Mundfotze zu stecken, bevor ich ihr zuckend mein Sperma in den Mund schieße. Einige Tropfen quellen aus ihren Mundwinkel. My family just glowed with pride. All three of my women were beautiful. Even Dad looked good in his suit and tie.There were a bunch of rows of chairs in the grass in front of the stage. The front five rows were for the graduating class. The parents and other guests were behind us. On the stage there were chairs set up for the administration and faculty. There were also a dozen empty chairs. I saw the quarterback from the football team get pulled aside after he got his diploma and he sat in one. I was just glad they all didn't catch on to the birds.I had trouble believing that most didn't have some kind of idea there was a connection. Every time a sister scolded me outside, or close to a window, bad things happened to their hair soon afterwards. Many times, right after giving me heck, a nun was washing the bird poop out of her hair.Sister Caroline was the only one who figured it out. We didn't mind her knowing, she was the only one who always took up for Denise and I. After we assured.