"I shake my head, "Hell, would it make any difference if I was?"He signs, "Probably not, because what's done is already done."I answer, "Yeah, you're ...ight."We hear a noise at the door so I level my M-4 and Todd signs...Present – Jack and Masha – In the medical planeMasha is telling me I need to forgive Glen even after all the things the bastard did to Banzai and hell, even to us when we tried to rescue Banzai. Shit, he even let his daughter get locked up instead of us. The fucking bastard. I tried to pull away from arons cock in my mouth but he held my shoulders firm.i was bucking away on both their cocks trying to pull away but their grip was too strong. indeed im pretty sure they were enjoying me struggling.after awhile Steve started to fuck my ass calling me a nasty white cumwhore. aron was forcing poppers into my nostrils. despite my sensible side telling me this wrong precum was pouring out of my rock hard cock and i was realising Steves cock felt so much better raw and i. Her eyes were down, but not because she noticed the looks. She did not blush, nor sway her hips; she walked almost as if in a trance. Her brow was creased with a frown so slight it seemed habitual. Her skin too was perhaps a shade paler then it should've been, its tightness whispering of endured suffering. When she did notice the looks, Paula shuddered. She closed her eyes and took deep calming breaths. Then she was back in her trance, alone in an ocean of bodies.Her moment came near the corner. “As much as it has bound us together, it is tearing us apart. I think you love me. I feel it through the bond, but I still am not sure whether it is real... I don’t trust my own emotions, because I know that they can and have been manipulated.”Mary sighed. “That is our fault,” she said. “We were using our powers so frequently, to cheer you up or to calm you down. To show you love and help you sleep. It became almost reflex, and in doing so we were engendering your distrust - making you feel.