Just then, there’s a knock at the door. “Yeah, you guys are in such a hurry to get yourselves killed…well, at least I finished making your going away present…I worked on it long enough…” Shannon observes in a matter-of-fact tone. Getting up from off her back after Bobby pulls out of her, she gazes with lustful admiration at the handsome blond teen, bathed in his own sweat, the long blue veins in his stiffened shaft thumping proudly along its entire 7 inch length. Wait, do you mean…?” the stud asks, his face lighting up. You’re so amazing!” Shannon enthuses, clasping Logan in a tight embrace with one arm while holding the photo out at a safe distance with the other. “I hope you did, too…those genes need to be passed along!” Astrid agrees. “You’re…my first…blonde chick…” the teen replies with breathless excitement as he starts to work up a heavy sweat, the bed in the guest room creaking loudly beneath them. They told us that we’re getting upgraded armor!” Johnny replies eagerly.
