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A dozen students were ahead of him and he didn’t feel like wasting the remainder of his lunchtime, opting to grab the tasteless burgers from the shorter line instead. After loading up his tray with food, he looked for his friend Rayner. Axel saw him near the back by the window, chatting with Yazid. He did not want to deal with the eccentric teen. He just wanted to indian have a peaceful lunch. There was no avoiding it, sitting with anyone else was not an option. It was the price for having such a small social circle. Rayner saw Axel and waved him over. Axel sat beside Rayner, joining them at the table. “Hey Yazid, haven't seen you in a while.” “That’s because I was busy investigating a truly amazing idea!” said Yazid. “Please Yazid, just keep it to yourself,” Rayner said, pinching his eyes. “What if we could go into a game world?” Yazid spread his hands like a magician revealing a trick. “Virtual reality makes me sick. I can only use it for porn,” Axel said. He knew that once Yazid got going, there was no point in stopping him, maybe this might be entertaining. Something to help the horrible burger go down smoother. “I am sure you are content with porn, but that is not what I am talking about. I mean going to another world with a game system!” “Oh, so you got bored talking about what we would do if the zombie apocalypse broke out. Does this mean you realize that we would die within the first week, cause we’re not navy seals?” “He is not talking about imaginary scenarios Axel; Yazid thinks he found a way to go to another world for real,” Rayner said. Axel should have known. The three of them enjoyed talking about what they would do if the world ended, or what they would spend a genie's three wishes on. Yazid always took it to another level, bringing graphs and data. He even paid for a poll to show that Mexico would vote for drug kingpins instead of politicians as proof that narco states are a legitimate government system. “I am serious and I am not crazy,” Yazid said, wide dark eyes darting back and forth between him and Rayner. “Nobody is calling you crazy,” Rayner said. “How about you two humor me and answer my question?” “Sounds like you are asking us to take the blue or red pill,” Axel joked. Rayner really was thinking about it. His overly serious friend would usually chide him about his sexist red pill philosophy; instead, he stared out the window, not saying a word. A gust of wind rocked the window, followed by thick chunks of hail; it was summer. Global cooling had hit the world hard. Crops failed, islands swallowed up by the sea, countries going to war over water rights. The world was uttering its death rattles. That is likely what Rayner had on his mind. Axel's hippie parents started a failed weed business, landing them in a pile of debt, resulting in debt slavery to the mega-corporations. His parents spent 14 hours a day 7 days a week growing drugs for big pharma. Their friends branded them sellouts, and they agreed. The chances of me ever even seeing it soft were slim. ​“I was hoping you’d say that,” she purred, turning and kissing me again, and stroking my stiff cock though my sweatpants. At one point an older couple got on the train and sat across from us. “Me too,” she agreed, “But me beds all lumpy an hard not like yourn.” "Let's flip her over, tie her up, and then you can apply the electro-shock torture." It has been a very long time since I trusted anyone. Should I keep this mutt?” "Mike will be going back to college tonight but I will take you over to visit daddy and mommy next week," said Lisa as she drove her once proud teacher to her home with cum drying on her face and in her hair. Now Julio reached behind Amanda, resting the flat of the blade along her pussy. An excited burst shot through me as I reached out to the spirits that dwelled in the room, the abstract representation of magic and energy. “Take it easy, Andrew,” Mark said. “Friday: you indian will have to convince someone from your work to come to fuck you, we will give further instructions latter” I had a reprieve. If that does not describe sorcery, I do not know what does!” He grunted and picked up the pace, jerking my hair with every thrust. Half way through the pizza I felt Ryan’s feet opening my legs. I take this as a strong sign, and excitedly turn my engine over. “Like this?” I giggled again, thinking this was the funniest fucking thing in the world. She also wondered if Mia would even find her attractive. She found my juicy twat. We ignored them and eventually they gave up and went back to throwing their ball to each other. She has discarded a bra but was glad she had decided to wear knickers as she could still feel her pussy leaking dribbles of the cum that had been so deeply embedded in her a few hours before. The girls stepping in first and me squeezing in last.