Youre so funny. I rolled my eyes, and flipped the cap. The scent of strawberries reminded me vaguely of a baby doll I had as a child that was probably...somewhere in the attic. I squirted a very generous dollop into the palm of my hand, the bottle making a loud farting noise. Dont even say it! I warned Milo. He chuckled, momentarily forgetting he was supposed to keep his hands behind his head. I reminded him. Sorry, he replied, tucking them back, I just- he laughed again. Are you sure you got. ‘Carmen,’ you said? And we expected her to act oddly. Any idea how?”“No, Mom didn’t go into it, really, just said she may have been abused or something like that.”“Hmm. And then you were here?”“I think I went to sleep, first. I remember closing my eyes to go to sleep, lights were off, blanket pulled up, my mind drifted...”“Were you wearing anything?” asked Bettina.“Mo-om!““I just ask because you aren’t wearing anything now,” explained Bettina.“Oh. Uh, yeah, I was wearing my nightie.”“So it. I can’t tell you how much come must have poured out of him. At least nine or ten streams though, I swear to god, nearly all of it splashing up against the insides of my open ass.”That was all I could handle. I bent Veronica forward again, pulled my cock out of her cunt and replaced it with a finger. Then I tilted down, my face to her ass, and shoved that newly slippery finger right into her asshole. Veronica squeaked loudly, but she didn’t protest. She felt tight as ever as I swished my finger. " Grace trailed off."Fine, I'll try." Spar said with a sigh."Thank you." Grace said savoring her victory.Working on his new fighter, Spar finished his modifications and decided to take it out for a test flight. The ship itself was a prototype, designed like a sleek dart it was made to be fast and more maneuverable than the standard fighter in the fleet. All its armaments were pure energy, each with a recharging generator allowing the pilot an almost limitless amount of fire while still.