My pussy spasmed about her fingers as the pleasure washed through me. I drowned in the bliss and let it carry me away. For a few fabulous heartbeats, I was only pleasure. Everything else had faded. I held onto to it for as long as I could, savoring every fire of nerve endings shooting rapture into my mind.And then I collapsed. I pulled Sister Stella to me, kissing her lips as I cried again. Queenie was going to die, but I would have Sister Stella to lean on. That comforted me just the slightest.Friday, June 17th, 2072 – Rex GlassnerQueenie's mumblings had stopped. Her breathing was shallow. I feared she would never wake up.The tent reeked of sweat and sickness after two days, a foul miasma that turned my stomach. Reina bathed Queenie's temple, my sister's face filled with despair. I felt that same yawning darkness inside me. My beautiful wife was never waking up.It wasn't fair. It was just a stupid scratch. I've cut myself worse and been fine.The tent was so small, the canvas pressing. Without any further ado, he went straight to the tankand flushed all the fluid out and opens up the chamber and manoeuvres arobotic arm to deliver the content on a table. What was lying before himwas the exact copy of Avni, from her hairs on the head to her toe nails.She was everything, Avni was, she had her finger and foot prints, herdentures and buccal cavity, and her iris, her breasts, her vagina. Shehad in every scientific term what the real Avni also had. Except onething that she felt pretty hollow, and exactly then Rajesh picks her upand turns her around. There was a little opening on her neck just belowher hairline on her cervical vertebrae. 27 years old Rajesh was holdingin his hands the body of a 16 years old girl, with all her delicacy andinnocence, which were never the attributes of the person holding her,but was all set to makes all of it his own. Despite the hole's smalllooks it happened to be quite flexible, easily accommodating his rightleg which went straight into.
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