I hurried to start pushing the carrots into the tube as I tightly kept a hold of the tube. Turning it into a giant tampon device of sorts. The curved ...ead of it lead the way followed by the kiwi which brought some extra loud whimpers the moment it left the tube and moved up her ass and then the second part of the potato. I would guess the back end of my invention was about four or five inched deep in her ass. I pulled the tube back and used the carrots to hold my little torture devices in place. He used his finger to push her face out of his shirt and into the air where he could look into it. Carly stared up to Aaron’s face not even able to see it through her tearing eyes. Aaron moved his head towards her and pushed his lips into hers. The strong taste of salt ran throughout Aaron’s mouth as a tear rolled off Carly’s lips into his own. Aaron shifted Carly above him and laid back onto her bed. Carly sniffed every other second trying to hold the liquids in her nose with an overwhelming. What I meant to say was: Go fuck yourself."That's better."So, what are we doing here?"More Master PC stuff, only with shorter segments, along with the ability to branch off in a different direction on the very probable chance of us getting bored and cutting our losses at a specific part in one of these stories in order to take another route."I've said it once, and I'll say it again. This place is fuckin' dope."Not to mention, other people can also add their own branch to one of our stories, or. After another big sip he asked, “What did you mean when you said that you hated it but it was more than that? I don’t understand. You aren’t making any sense.”There were tears in her eyes when she moaned and admitted, “I was excited! Oh, Brad! I’m sorry. They made me do terrible things. And I hated it. I really did. But ... he ... they ... those things he did, they turned me on! I don’t know why. But they did!“I’m so sorry Brad. Please don’t hate me. I don’t know what happened ... I can’t.