“bahot accha, mujhe tumhari choot pe camere ko focus karne do, ” usne camera thik meri choot ke samne kar diya. “Ek baal bhi nahi hai tumhari ch...ot pe jaise aaj hi paida hui ho!” Prashant bola, “Ab hum sab ke liye apni choot se khelo.”Mein apna hath apni choot pe rakh diya aur apni ungli andar dal ragadne lagi, “mmmmm” mere munh se siskari nikal rahi thi.“bahot accha Roshni, lekin kyat um janti ho ab hum sab kya dekhna chahenge.” Prashant ne kaha.“Kya dekhna chahoge?” meine pucha.“Ab hum sab. Rachel could not wait to end this assignment quickly and was grateful when she felt the reassuring bulge of the agency mobile in her purse.At last they arrived at the bottom which opened up into a central area which appeared to be a working laboratory. Shuffling ahead of her, Moriarty hastily cleared some papers from a bench making room for her to take a sit. He was apologetic: "I am sorry, this is my work area and my work takes up most of my time. So please forgive the untidiness."Rachel. . do you know what's wrong with him?" Oh, sure. He laps muffs. But he sure does look funny."Lisa frowned. She wasn't sure if he had just said something dirty or not."And did he show you his tongue?" Yeah," she frowned. "What's with that? Is he playing a joke or something?" No, the tongue's for real. And if he showed it to you, that means he likes you. I hope you smiled back at him so as not to hurt his feelings."This guy was as weird as the tongue guy."Remember I asked you if you saw the three. "Her moist eyes seemed to expand large enough to swallow him whole. The tail worked up and down like a piston, making lewd squelches as it sucked and squeezed him into paroxysms of ecstasy. His hips were already responding with sympathetic twitches."Tell me who you are and how you came to be here," Fifi asked, light yet irresistible."I don't know," Jackson moaned. He writhed in pleasure as her tail continued to pleasure him. "I was playing a game, a computer game, and I got sucked in. I think..