Their standard anti-personnel gadgets, designed to deal with henchmen and such, where all but useless against the damn machine. Trans porn “They have to be kidding, this thing is worse than being in a wet t-shirt contest…” Suddenly, clover regretted saying that as she imagined her darling Alex in a wet t-shirt. Their firm bodies trembling as they clung to each other, not quite sure where to go from there. The unit turned toward Mandy and fired, she barely got to cover, most of which was chewed up but the unit’s gun, as Sam leapt on the prototype and jammed the tornado dryer into an engine air intake and set it on high as she leapt off. She noticed the red light was on the lock, indicating privacy. Clover felt her body began to peak, like it did on the few times she was alone and felt a need to pleasure herself, Alex was teetering on the same
