There was still that other button...He gingerly reached for the purple button, and as soon as he touched it, the metal side simply vanished, as if it ...eren't there! Sam flinched, then he peered into the inside of the box.If he'd expected to see lots of gadgetry and high-tech looking things, he was sorely disappointed. With two notable exceptions, the inside of the box was as plain as the outside. Those two exceptions were, first, a purple crystal button on one wall, and second, a lightly. " >she's completely silent, her eyes are closed because her face is covered with my seed >she slowly gets up, eyes still closed, and feels her way toward the bathroom and closes the door >now that I think about it, I was actually way more aggressive with her than I intended to be>it was just that she was being so stubborn, and I was so fucking horny, I felt the need to be harsh to get her to listen >I join her in the bathroom, she's out of her drenched clothes and has washed off my semen from. I pulled it, pointed and fired both barrels. Huge balls of fire reached out and across the street and the enemy screamed as they were engulfed. I blinked and calmly shifted my rifle, opened the shotgun to take out the spent shells and load two more. Corporal Sims was staring at me as I put it back, "need any help?"I lifted my rifle to my shoulder and looked at the burning bodies, "no."I heard the others chuckle as he turned and started walking again. After that we paid more attention to each. You again both agree to go but if either of you wants to leave you will do so. As you lie there your mind wanders and you wonder what Saturday night will be like. It seems your husband is doing the same. “I wonder if they all throw keys in a bowl” laughs your husband. You don’t care how it happens you just want new cock and maybe some pussy. “Better keep practising before we go the main event. We don’t want to show ourselves up” you tell your husband. You husband doesn’t realise what you mean.