I finally tossed all the parts from his failed experiment when we moved here.”I might have to take something for the migraine I had coming on. Drone... weren’t cheap, and I wasn’t about to buy Dare another one.“Don’t worry, Darius has gotten better at putting things back together. If I were you, I would make him show you whether he ends up with any spare parts when he’s done. I almost burned the house down when I used the microwave one day,” she shared.“I can see the wisdom in that. I wouldn’t be. I was enjoying this new experience and I didn’t want it to stop but while maintaining eye contact he said to me ‘Baby, come here’. I stopped, a little concerned that I wasn’t doing this properly…I was afraid he didn’t find me a sufficient lover. I wanted to be everything to him that he was to me…I wanted to send him over the edge the same way he did me…but I felt as if I had failed him and I had to fight hard to contain the tears. I slowly moved up to where we were eye to eye and then he kissed. Else even someone with Biannka's abilities ought not have attempted the maneuver. The sudden movements of the boat had awakened the last member of its' crew, who climbed directly into the bridge via the narrow ladder. She started speaking long before she reached it, though:"Malu, you crazy bitch, what are you up to? You can't just..." With that Isidora finally reached the bridge and saw that Malu had already been dealt with. Taking in the rest of the scenery, she quickly caught on, and, without. "We'll give you a real one to play with if you keep it up." "Man, I don't have no trouble keeping it up", said Raymond. "Keeping from shooting off is my problem." Rachel was moving the camera in closer and then raising it from the dildo protruding obscenely from Sandra's distended ass to her sweating face. "Good thing for you we know something about grease, isn't it?" she asked Sandra. "But then we're just greasers, right?" Rachel handed the camera to Raymond. "I want some of this for myself!".