Both of the visitors had far more power than she remembered them having. If the rumors slut she'd heard about the godling were true, then Ares was going to get his ass handed to him. A small smile crossed her features as she thought of that. _________________________________________________________________________ Ares was pissed as hell. She'd been gone for several hours now she hadn't contacted him at all. He was starting to have doubts about sending her. Problem was she was the best he had, plus she'd never failed him yet. Rubbing his chest, he had to wonder if his power was starting to dim a bit. I need another all-out war he thought. All this peace crap that they were going though was enough to make him want to vomit. Sitting back, he needed to think things through. This Ephus was no weak fool he'd seen that. No, he needed to beat the godling at his own game. Slamming his fist through the wall Ares growled, he needed that little bitch Eris's information. No matter how hard he looked he could see nothing about Ephus. Growling louder he started to concentrate on Eris, she'd answer him or he'd make her suffer. After a few moments Ares face screwed up into a mask of rage. What the hell was going on? Now he couldn't see anything within a few miles of Ephus. Concentrating even harder he soon felt Eris latin though barely. [Eris I need cute a report!] Ares's thoughts assailed Eris. Eris had finally managed to relax after the two Egyptian Gods had left. Well, she had nice then felt the cold, calculating, thoughts of Ares. His thoughts slicing through her mind like a sharp razor. [I need to gather as much information as I can. This one is far different than any other you've sent me after.] Eris thought to Ares hoping to placate him into leaving her alone so she could do her job. [I don't care who you have to desi kill get the job done!] Ares thoughts washed over her with heat. Sighing she shook indian her head, she had to watch her thoughts. The bond he'd made with her seemed to give him more privy into her mind than she thought he would. My girls looked hot trussed up in hemp rope. I waited about just under 2 minutes and took a deep breath and made my way to the toilet area my knees were desi weak my pussy was surprisingly wet and my nerves were spiking thinking what was gonna nice happen by the end of this little trip. The way she uses my mouth to pleasure her cock has my own little dickie getting a stiffy. While waiting he had run to the local Walmart and purchased a burner phone. I swallowed. I collapsed onto my back. When the last student walked in, a girl named Nancy who just shook her head at the sight of me, I said, “Good morning, boys. For a moment, I had forgotten that I knelt chained, waiting for my death, counting on my husband to latin save my life by submitting to the queen. She was struggling to remain silent when the pair loudly announced the climax of their sodomy with howls of blasphemy and obscenity. I shuddered at the force of it. I see two other cars. I started to explain that, while I appreciated his sympathy, I couldn't afford him. Each time I introduce Melanie the eyes get large in amazement. “See they are starting to cute grow and it must have been because you sucked on them. "Still studying I see. "Kim hooked up with a luxury cycling & hiking tour company. My ex walked in and discovered our sexy secret. Her arms and legs wrapped around me. She held me tight as our tongues danced and dueled. We'd like to move you to a facility where we can monitor your social interactions and get a much better understanding of the physiology of the hybrids. Vera panted, overcome by a release of a dense cloud of pleasure that she had to fight through to regain her wits. Her pussy sucked at my cock. Agreed?” “Lara and Gara… those are lame names,” observes slut Egregious Klink. Barb looked from cue ball to indian the eight ball to the corner pocket. I also see the security guys van here. He deeply enjoyed how her meaty lips hugged his forearm as he punched into her sopping wet passage. “Oh yea, you’re so tight Missy. Let’s go to sleep.” I petted her again and pointed her to her bed at the end of ours. Drums boomed, horns blared, and the stands sung their harmony of sixty-thousand voices, its pitch higher and more excited than it had ever been.