Its kind survives, yes, but they can reproduce as well, under the right conditions. It holds in its tentacles the perfect, right condition. If only it...can fill her up. Open her, probe her insides, leave behind the seed needed to make more of itself. The hole on top seems wrong, it tests that and finds sharpness there. Hostile, no. Under, between soft thighs, there’s such warmth, such slick smoothness. Exactly what it likes. But it searches and searches, probes and pokes. The wetness must come. I used my tongue to open her vagina and push my way inside her. I remember thinking "wow... I'm am actually eating out Amy Jo Johnson the Pink Ranger". As my tongue was inside her, Amy Jo began to ride my face and thrusting her pelvis forward. The longer I kept my tongue inside her, the more wet she got. By now, her vagina was completely soaked and dripping with her girly juices. My face was covered in her vaginal mucus yet, my mouth was still locked on her vagina. My tongue was still inside. Main Bimla ke pet kamar nabhi ko touch kiya toh VP sir ko bura lag raha tha.Woh man hi man Bimla par apna adhikar samajh rahe the. VP sir ki jalan dekh kar bahut maza aaya mujhe. Bimla ne bhi VP sir ke maze liye aur bholepan se bata diya ki. Ab woh widow hai. Aur mere pariwar ke rahmo karam pe hi hai. Isliye kuch toh sahna bhi padega hi.Aur ye bhi ki. (mera ghar ka naam chottu hai), “Chottu ke saath hi soti hun. Kyunki akele dar lagta hai. Aur raat ko Chottu pet pe hi haath rakh ke sota hai.. Live) that is the Mind Control University Stories, i'm sure you probably already know what i'm talking about, but in case you don't i'll leave a link for the (as far as i know) original story, so this story is about a school where everyone has some type of mind control ability and the goal is to enslave as many students as you can without being enslaved, so a common situation i went through when reading this stories is that they never went the way i wanted them to, so that's the main reason i.