Every guy has to go through his voice changing, but it sucks."You know I love my sister. I hope you take good care of her. I wouldn't want anything ba... to happen to her." You'd kick my ass right?" Cody asked."Um ... Those aren't exactly the words I'd use, but I am protective of my sister." I'll treat her right, Kyle, I promise." Cody had a seat at the couch while we waited for Liz to make her entrance. She looked real nice when she finally appeared. She wore a dress for Cody, most unusual for. He wasted not a second longer and delved right into my sticky, hot, filled vagina. His fingers, too, explored the inner walls of my cavity, but unlike Sandeep’s my husband’s fingers were enveloped by a thick, tacky, living glob of seed which was not his own. His fingers danced inside, enjoying the thought of his fantasy finally coming true. Lying back, I watched and enjoyed my lover’s delight in my overflowing vagina. He removed his fingers, brought them into better light, and rubbed them. Now, I might understand her adulation of the guy if he treated her well, but he didn’t. He treated her like shit… worse than shit, he treated her like the flatulent leftovers of a forty-year old fermented elephant turd. Cruel, sadistic, controlling and obviously unfaithful, his very presence in the same zip code as I was put me in a foul mood. ‘Well, we certainly can’t have that, can we?’ I asked, a bit more sarcastically then I’d planned. For a second a hurt expression fell over her face, but. It was a short and vicious fight, with the defenders going down to the last man, silently and stubbornly, as far as we could tell.“Are we missing some sort of communication output from them?” I asked the AI as I repaired a couple of wounded Troopers.“Nothing I can detect,” the AI replied. “They are, however, human and do have vocal cords, hence we suspect fanaticism of some kind.“Prepare to force that door,” I ordered Creas.“Yes, sir!”The Troopers dipped into their packs to produce a framework.