She gave the handle a push, and found the door to be unlocked. She pulled it open, and saw that is was empty. It was a small storage room. No shelves,...and so dark that she couldn't see the walls. On the floor was the only thing this mystery door contained. A plain iron box, sitting atop a neatly folded up piece of paper.Must be an old store room, Ruby figured. The last tenants must've forgot this when they moved out. Though, it did seem awfully strange..."Whatcha got there?"Jacob's voice right. You now see why she cried out as he withdrew his huge thick cock from her pussy and, apparently, her arse by its looks. She looks well and truly buggered. He looks like a challenge if faced with that weapon! Little did you know! As he passes you on his way out, pulling up his pants as he went, he acknowledges you and smiles, seeming to know that you are still naked under your jacket. Your pussy itches with interest and desire. The girl passes too having tried to clothe herself, as well as she. Neither were wearing a bra. We sat there watching TV, me in the middle, Grace on my left and Misha to my right with the remote. I was still alert enough to have put on some tight boxers under my sweats or the girls would have seen my cock getting hard for sure. After a few minutes, Grace rolled towards me, put her left leg over mine and said Do you mind? Im getting chilly. I looked at Mish and asked her to get a blanket. She smiled and got up to go get one. I was sure that Grace had felt my. That was 250 girls in school every year, say 240 days or 8 months gestation time, twins each time they were impregnated. That comes out to be roughly 13,500 babes, plus or minus a few hundred. All in their own little individual self contained stasis chamber in suspended animation. Removed surgically from their mother’s womb prematurely, they were now just waiting to be born. The chamber was a deep black capsule two feet in diameter and three feet long. We had just inherited over 13,000.