I swear paperwork will be the death of us all," Sheila said with a chuckle. "That it will," Frosty pussy winked with a lecherous grin. As I started to reply, the sky above us shimmered and caught fire, first as a flickering glow, and then as sheets of colored lights rippling across the heavens. As we watched, slack-jawed and speechless, the auroras intensified into brilliant rainbow displays of silent beauty. I felt the hairs on my arms rise. My arms bristled like a porcupine. To my left, Sheila looked like a tumbleweed. Her close-cut hair stood straight out. On the far side of the valley, trees shimmered with Saint Elmo's Fire. Beneath the rainbows of the night, the very atmosphere glowed like the inside of a fluorescent tube. What the hell? Hardcore We later found out we had just witnessed what would be known as the Sky Fire Event, actually a series of three coronal mass ejections which ripped from the sun's surface as a trio of sunspots aligned with our planet and erupted at random intervals over thirty-six hours. Mankind got a duck's eye view of cosmic shotgun blasts as one solar storm after another sent trillions of tons of solar mass slamming into the earth's magnetic field at several thousand miles per second. Each impact weakened our planet's protective magnetic field and deposited charged particles in the outermost part of the magnetosphere, a four-thousand-mile thick protective bubble created by our planet's magnetic field. The charged particles acted like a buildup of propane gas in a closed BBQ grill. The next storm fell from the sky like a lighted match. Radio communications were smothered beneath an avalanche of energy as the resulting electromagnetic storms overloaded electrical transmission lines with millions of volts of unwanted power. In some places, high-voltage lines sagged and melted under the influx of energy. All around the globe, millions of transformers exploded like Roman candles and everywhere, microchips in unshielded circuits sparked into oblivion as power beyond their capacity ate them alive from the inside out. The shit had hit the fan. Chapter 34 Like sailors clinging to a raft on tempest-tossed seas, Sheila and I held tight to each big other as an amateur ocean of rainbows flooded the sky. "Oh, my God! What is it?" she cried as glowing waves of light thundered silently across the firmament. The heavens blazed with a kaleidoscope of color. "I don't know," I said tits as I watched the glowing pastel streamers of brilliance slither along invisible magnetic lines of force like undulating serpents. "I think we're looking at the mother of all solar storms. We need to assess the damage." Sheila broke away from me and twisted the key in the truck's ignition. Dead. Not so much as a click. Buddy and I took off when she did, but I did return a bit later, to continue working on her kitchen. Was it all big a dream or was this some kind of Twilight Zone? I felt some pain in my back and Hardcore got severe blow on my thighs which may be hit by his limps. Looking down, she smiled as she saw something, and before I knew it she'd pulled the panties out of my jeans pocket. He kept my milk flowing for some time after I quit with a child. Her legs were apart now and she scooted down. He let her up again and she coughed because her throat was getting full of cum. Timur told all there. I knew from the start that you are a pain slut just like your mother. We had a great time discussing all sorts of things, such as the building we visited earlier today in Atlanta. They pleaded with her that they will stay back and ensure she was not injured or harmed. “Take a good look amateur at your beloved goddess. She gasps a bit as she feels my girth enter her wet but tight pussy. Roo, feeling his knot in the warmth of what felt like a pussy, began to spurt his seed. No, you are just a racist White pig”, Leroy said as he sat on the desk right in front of his now frightened teacher. Then she leaned over and swallowed Brett’s cock. “Molly,” I began. Cara: Just to be cheeky after Tammy and Heather handed me the panties, I brought them to my nose while the men were watching and gave them a long sniff and then said “you two smell good”. She was showing off those fake tits I paid for last year, dressed like a whore. He grabbed my hand, pulling me off the floor, and guided me towards the bathroom. When I asked if anyone was hungry there was a mass exodus from the pool, led by Roy’s two pre-teen sons. It was tea time when we finally got out of bed after my giving him the details got interrupted by more fucking. "Yes, all glory to the Deer God!" June groaned through the pink ball-gag lodged in her mouth, her cunt spasms hugging the whirring dildo-shaft pussy even as she coated it in her juices. Age and bad eyesight blurred the finer details. But his once slow lingering tits kisses had now become second thought pecks as he raced out the door. becoming extremely agitated. I felt like it was taking forever so I pushed back with both legs and that hurt so much. You'll have to tell us what you want and when." Holly having decided to exact revenge on the people who used her in Part 1. Sets out to reconfigure her own and their future, not least of all. I even had several ideas about how I would proceed with this plan. A loud groan from Bridget caught Charles's attention and he looked up. Instead she took a step forward toward Mark. A text, but not from Anael. “Er.