I looked left and right to make sure we're alone. A perfect setting for a murder. I inserted my right hand in my pants aiming for my butthole and I scooped a finger size paste of shit. With the murder weapon in hand, I rubbed it at the rim of his nose without hesitation and hastily look for a pail of water to wash my finger in it. Then I place it near the sleeping Tristan.
"Sir are attempts have been unsuccessful so far and instead we have actually had a couple of our computers infected with a virus repeating the same video over and over again."
Linwin released the hand covering Jayce's mouth and then carried him. He remarked with a smile, "But you don't quite look like your appearance suggests, Mr. Talis. Clearly, you're a research student into inventions, but... muscles bulging, well, a very nice physique, Mr. Talis."
Looking at Gwen's almost undulating chest, Mark gritted his teeth, pulled her mask up, and after taking a deep breath, he pushed his breath through her cherry lips.
My third wish is that I get a pair of ordinary glasses, that when put on, it's almost impossible to connect my face with my alter ego's face, not even mashines with facial recognition should be able to. And it should be made by materials that are incredibly strong so it doesn't break, And if it does break, it should be able to repair itself, and It should also have an inventory"
His face resembles a young Geralt of Rivia from the Witcher, with bronze skin. Overall, his visage has a well-defined jawline, a pair of lean lips, and a fairly masculine profile. His hazel eyes look almost hypnotic, and most would say is his best feature. His short, brown unkempt hair looks good, and as an extra is low maintenance, which helps accentuate his features well.
Hmm should David's mom be in harem? I don't know I find it strange but she is kind of hot not going to lie. But lets see what happens. I want to know what you guys think.
"Mother Box, your new designation will be Zelda," I answered the little box of wonder. She pinged for a moment before I allowed her to sit on my hand. Luckily. "Tell me, Zelda, what has changed?"
Harley out cold; I began to search her weapons and other items as I tied her down, looking for items like 5-U-93-R, finding a few under one of the pockets on her rear as I finished tying her up.
"Mother Box, your new designation will be Zelda," I answered the little box of wonder. She pinged for a moment before I allowed her to sit on my hand. Luckily. "Tell me, Zelda, what has changed?"
"Mother Box, your new designation will be Zelda," I answered the little box of wonder. She pinged for a moment before I allowed her to sit on my hand. Luckily. "Tell me, Zelda, what has changed?"
For the next few seconds, I continued moving around the smoke, dodging Superboy as the shivers continued to come one after the other. I had no idea what was happening, but I was somehow innately evading his attacks. The most shocking fact about this was that I felt like I wasn't the one doing it, at least not completely, it was more like my body was automatically moving out of the way to avoid Superboy's attack.