. what did you just say?”“I want to know who made love to you and who is the father of your child.” Dad said.Is that really what he had said? I ...asn’t so sure. Maybe he had said what I thought and he immediately regretted it and with this chance he changed his mind. Or maybe not.I looked into his eyes and saw him pleading silently for the truth.Knowing I couldn’t give it to him I looked down to my lap and said, “I’m sorry. I can’t tell you.”Then I heard him say something that I rarely ever. It said: "Lunjuk kanani sentu nei byek buta." Beneath it the program said to speak the sentence out loud. Vincent didjust that, while touching his beer can. Then he watched in awe as asimilar can appeared next to the can he touched. He took the second canand it was just as full or rather half empty as the old one was."Fuck, why didn't I use it on a full can."Then he thought, 'why can't I do that?' He looked at the screen again,but the line had disappeared and the program had started again to. Nothing. My soul is nearly broken, I’ll make his body match that. I’ll do much worse. God help the son of a bitch. So I knocked. Something smashed in the kitchen, a cup or plate or something, it sounded like it was thrown. I heard another, then a giant crash of multiple objects. Then, a strange gurgling sound. Something smelt, something wasn’t right. And where the hell was that smell coming from??? This was no time to be cautious. If I’d been inside, I would’ve screamed as the door blew off its. Seeing the look in my eyes, she slowed down, while lengthening the strokes, allowing me to calm down so I could last longer, and giving me the chance to bring my hands to her breasts. Firm and heavy, they felt perfect, her nipples the size of gumdrops She leaned forward so I could lick and suck at her nipples, which first made her purr, then moan. I felt her cum again, her pussy rippling around my dick, causing my own moans. I began thrusting faster from beneath her, quickening our pace again,.