Ericas ass rose off of the floor, and she was quite aware of what Ken wanted to try. The gas pumper spat a huge wad of saliva into Ericas brown hole. ...old ya legs up for me bitch, he grunted as he swabbed his cock head through the spit puddle in her shit hole. Pulling Ericas perfect ass cheeks apart, the old man entered her ass for the first time, and heard her gulp in air, trying to help lessen the pain of the anal invader. Erica pulled her legs as far back as she could, almost touching her. Most of their systems do nothing but identify and verify thatthey're landing on the right person. This...this kind of thing wasnever supposed to happen."An awkward silence filled the room. I looked down at my hands."Are you...are you at least trying to help them like you helped me?" The ones we can. Quietly." He ran his hand through his hair. "Youhave to understand that you were extremely lucky: lucky that yourfriend took you to the hospital shortly after you passed out, luckythat one of. Let me help you with your selection.’ He opens a book and there’s a woman in bondage, ropes criss crossing her body. He says ‘What do you think?’ She tilts an eyebrow. ‘I think OW. And really not in a fun way. In a ‘Please let me out of this, this is cutting off my circulation, I’m going to get gangrene.’ Sort of way.’ He lifts his head and smiles and it’s one of those smiles that makes her think ‘Uh oh’ and ‘YAY’ at the same time. ‘Uhay’ is the theoretical expletive. Two impulses crashing into. It wasn't long before I heard howling and shrieks of delight and knew our time was up. I kept myself under the trees and moved quickly, trying to make me as hard to track as possible.The first screams startled me and I found myself turning back to help. I fought a quick, internal battle with myself as the screams echoed around me. I couldn't just leave them to be slaughtered, which is what would happen if I just ran. All of them would die, and probably me as well. Cursing, I turned around and.