Apparently, the boys in lab coats refer to it as Regenerative Immortality. You personally just called it the respawn power since it reminded you of ho... video games worked, but hey, different strokes for different folks.You’ve had this power ever since you were born, supposedly. Based on how the SCP Foundation found and collected you after a poor old lady found a car filled with dead babies who all died of heatstroke, you’re inclined to believe it.The Foundation found a great use of your power,. I could see his fat cock, sticking up in the air, his hand slowly stroking it from the base all the way up to the engorged, expanded, bulbous head of it. The head was shaped like a big, red mushroom, glistening in the light with moisture on the tip. In his other hand, he held a magazine up to his face, the pages folded over. I could see a picture on the page facing me. It was a picture of a naked woman, an erect penis stuck in her hairy pussy. My son, Tommy, was looking at a porno magazine,. I feel your tongue as it swirls around the head , flicking across the tip, then I feel it trail along the sides of my ever growing member. I take hold of the lil ball on top of your head and guide your mouth over my cock. I feel your soft hand surrounding my cock stroking me as your head moves up and down. “Uh-huh baby, you know better than that, surely you have not forgotten the rules so soon.” In surprise you moan around my cock wondering if I am gonna carry on with my plans. “Why don’t you. The aloof and beautiful Fran had astonishingly groped me and wants to take better care of me. Simply irresistible, if she makes any future advances on me.'The rest of the evening went in a blur. My mind was meandering through my situation but eventually, between drinks, I settled on my own conclusion. I was caught up in a competitive rivalry. Why else would Fran, who could pretty much have anyone she wanted, be interested in me?A gentle nudge to my side by Jennifer’s elbow brought me back from.