“It’s okay, we’re here together now, aren’t we?” is all you manage to come up with. “I was wrong,” Danielle continues. “I said that y...u didn’t do anything, but that wasn’t true. You did a lot and I was an ungrateful bitch, but the death of my aunt was so hard for me to deal with. I know it’s no excuse to treat you so bad, but I couldn’t help it.” “It’s okay,” you tell her, trying to comfort her, but Danielle keeps apologizing. “I should have given you attention. I should have kissed you. I scooped them up onto plate and brought them to the table."Why don't you let me make a calendar of you? My cellphone takes really good pictures."I sat there not knowing even what to say."You could wear that bikini you bought last summer, the orange one."Well, at least he wasn't wanting nude shots. But, would this encourage him to see me as a sexual woman rather than his mother, I wondered.But then he'd taken pictures of me at the beach already, what was the difference, I wondered. And, maybe. Thomas gambled on the replicator working even without a vacuum seal - guessing that the vacuum was more about compressing the contents as much as possible and also keeping out bacteria present in the air.He simply used their hunting knife to break the seal and then put some of all of their materials inside the store - with coal and iron ore making up the bulk of it."Okay, who wants to try it?" he asked."Is that it? We don't have to do anything else? I thought you said something about a vacuum. “Awwww, shit, gotta bust a nut, you fuckwhore, gotta give you some juice,” she heard someone say as a torrent of sperm coated one side of her face with gooey ribbon after gooey ribbon of dickjuice. “Ohhh damn, can’t hold this mufacka, gonna nut, gonna bust her some juice too . . . Awwww fuckkkkk!” Fresh sperm sprayed her face from another direction just as the two mouth fuckers erupted and flooded her wildly sucking and stretched mouth. She wondered how whorish she looked with so much man.