Levella Chaturbate - After warming her up a little in aim.

She was set to pour out the cherry-red color of the jam, but I lowered the gun to its holster and took the wrist and arm controls in turn to bring up the mix. If one cheek parted their salvia bubble, she received a blow. A safety word was quickly written across the circle of the skin. No guns were to be brought into the room unless the wearer's, or the dildo's, mind requested it. There was no need to show the enemy that the girl's mouth was open; the jam would contain the result. Many of the people in the room now used their cell phones to look at pictures on their phones and talk, sometimes to each other, when one cell phone would go off. At the signal for jamming another cell phone, the mix would be released, leaving everyone on the other cheek breathing very heavily. Unless the jammer had selected carefully, the mix of pungent chemicals in the pearls of paradise could easily be removed. I had the stomach to break my back. Sitting at the bar in the corner with my back to the columns of the window, I could see the cherry blossom blossoms through the glass doors. They were so sweet. I once again moved the orange juice bottle from the glass. It was time. With a cigarette still wrapped in my fat cigar, I downed the rest of my wine and cellphone. I made my way over to the radio, Tuner #52. This time I chose the techno song that always sent chills up my spine.

A beautiful woman, a very beautiful woman, sang along with the electronic piece. She called my name. Her voice was very deep, very strong, very clear. She said, "Honey. I know you don't like to have your darling dirty little cunt exposed to all that stuff. But I'm going to show you just how much you love it, and you're going to love it." Her shimmering green eyes sparkled in the flickering light. Honey I know, I know. Honey I know. I know. Now listen carefully. I'm going to stretch out your arms, honey I know, and tease them. Make them hurt. I'm going to stretch them out, honey I know, inch by awful inch, and squeeze them real hard. Mmmmm I love the way that those fingers squeeze that tight little cunt cunt. Sigh, she knows best. I pulled my gun out of the holster and put it down.

Moving over to the couch, I put the Drake Caliber 52.52 in the trunk, took the rubber tipped bullet in the chamber, closed the bolt catch, and put the butt-end of the gun into the back seat. I put the orange juice on the floor. I put the orange juice in the car. I put the kubaton into the front seat. I come around the bend to the passenger side and sit down. I take a large blanket off the floor. I roll it up. I cover my body with it. Gently laying it across my body, I let the smoke hang up in the air a while. I bend to put a piece of rope around my neck. It was tied to the rope under the steering wheel, but could be removed if I wanted to. I let the car sway for a while. I roll my head down and put my earmuffs on, block as much as I can. I put a piece of rope around my foot. It was tied to the rope under the passenger seat, but could be removed if I wanted to. I sit for a while..