And, because I've been known to scribble a thing or two about certain matters now and again, well, that doesn't necessarily make me an expert. Not tha... even an expert could offer much in the way of useful advice." Advice wasn't exactly what I had in mind, Casi. I've read your book -- in the special leather-bound gold-embossed commemorative edition, no less -- and it seems to me that you've confronted some of the same demons that I'm facing now. So, maybe... " Oho! I think I see what this is. Meine suna hai boht dard hota hai…meine kaha janu…mein boht pyar say tumhare gand maroo ga..tumhein dard nai hoga….phir meine usko doggy style mein uski gand kay black hole per apna lun rakh per ghoomanay laga..aur cream uske gand per lagay aur apnay lun per bhe…aur apni index finger uski gand mein daal dii aur dosray hath say uskay mamy dabanay laga…who dard say cheeeek uthee..kehnay lagi boht dard horaha hai ,,bahir nikaloo…uski yea baatien sun kar mein vehshat mein agaya aur kaha,,abi tu lun. The app can make people believe in anything no matter how crazy or insane it is. Example: You can make people believe that you are a god.The app can increase the pleasure a person will feel when having sex. You also used the app to make it so you have full control over whether or not your cock is hard, have full control over when you will cum, and the app can give you unlimited stamina and an endless supply of cum. You also used the app to give you the ability to be able to decide if you. “That doesn’t make sense.”“I was shocked, too,” Ava said, her hand stroked down to her pussy. The stone finger scooped up Sven’s cum leaking out of her. She stared at it. “I wish I could taste through the statue.”“Ava?” Sven asked. “That didn’t answer my question.”No, it didn’t. I wanted to interject, but I had to be quiet. I had to stay in the corner and watch. I didn’t like it one bit.“I’ve been searching his office,” Ava said, rubbing the cum on her proxy’s quartz nipple, leaving it.