Stoking my hard little dick on the couch in front of you

I'm not Pepe anymore.

I was wondering. That flying saucer seems to be everywhere. Like it was following us.

Do you think there's a special reason it's doing that?

Maybe to protect us.

Yeah, we need it for the third act.

Maybe it's Rupazi and Jim Mavis.

Why don't you try to signal us?

It's a mystery.

Who do you think they are?

Who do you think you are? You look like a hostess cupcake.

And me?

You okay now?

Yes.

Alright, come.

Ah, geez, ***. You're sweating like a bear.

Or should I say lemur?

No, no, I know what he looks like. He looks like a woodchuck that got mailed by a splatball.

Mm-hmm.

there's some good security this is

oh

and her

Is Catherine there too?

I don't know. I couldn't get any closer.

Didn't have to scurry us.

Here's the back door to the building.

And there's a room on the second floor overlooking the yard.

But there are guards posted all over.

Is this to scale?

Here's an emergency exit.

But we can't get to it unless we use the outside stairs.

Go now?

Well, here's what we'll do.

We'll bang our heads together and walk around in a daze.

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