"Mira, let me in," Murielle pleaded. "It's me, Muri – Murielle. I'll protect you now. You can let down your shield." There was no response from Mira...da. In fact, she hadn't even moved during the brief battle that Murielle had had with the raptors. And she smelled...'She's dead.'"Mira, please..." Murielle sobbed. "Please let me in..."Moments went by and Murielle stopped struggling against the shield. She knew there was nothing she could do for her sister. That body in front of her smelled like. With a trembling hand and a flushed face, he turned on the TV.There she was again, doing her routine and talking too low to be heard over to jaunty dance music. This time his mom was wearing a kind of a sports bra and a pair of leggings, the first grey and the second black, so he couldn't see the fold of fabric as they wedged in her little ass. Instead, the bra, while holding her tits in constraint, preventing the kind of gyration that had so enchanted him two days ago, went and created a deep. More

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