“Gotta hit the pisser,” she says as she rushes off out of sight. I continue to watch as the reporter gives us the play by play of the scene. Police have the bank surrounded, apparently, the robbers have some advance tech and are holding hostages. Wait a sec, that’s my father’s bank! As the police officer orders them to surrender and come out, someone busts open a window a couple stories up and opens fire with some kind of beam cannon completely obliterating a police car with a thick red laser. They take aim at another car, this time two police officers are in the crossfire. Just as the beam cannon lights up, a sphere of darkness covers the police officers. Nightblade just arrived! I knew she would show up! Just as the cannon stops firing, she surges up to the window, leaving a trail of dark matter. All we can hear are gunshots going off, several windows shatter from what I assume are bullets. Darkness seethes out of them like smoke. After what seems like a long time, Nightblade walks out the front door with a bunch of civilians behind her. Even though we really didn’t get to see much, it was still incredible. The bell rings, which means it’s, unfortunately, time for gym… I look around, but I don’t see Erin anywhere. I hesitantly pack up her lunch and take it with me. I’ll give it back to her in gym class. I manage to get into the locker room and change without being bothered. But as soon as I walk out into the gym Zack is there waiting for me. “There’s the fag that got me in trouble!” “Technically throwing a crumpled up piece of paper at Ms. Martin’s crotch got you in trouble,” I correct him. “Looks like your freak of a boyfriend isn’t here to save you,” he says as he shoves me. “She’s not a boy, first of all, and secondly, she’s not my girlfriend. We’re just really good indian friends. Best friends in fact.” “I don’t give a shit what she is or whatever is going on between you two. You got me in trouble and I should kick your ass!” He shoves his finger in my chest. I never really understood the need for violence. Why is Zack so volatile with me. Is it just with me or is it with everyone? He must be displacing his anger by some confounding variable. “Leave him alone, Zack!” Erin walks up between Zack’s friends and pushes them all aside. Zack reluctantly backs off. I am a god of infinite power, I thought grimly as she took my head in her hands, and I can’t even avoid getting molested by old women. Dipshit stood back up, rubbing his ear. Instead of jackhammering until Night Eyes prolapsed, I turned my bearhug into a firm embrace, and held her in place as I tenderly violated her sinful hole with long, slow drives. Moving her hand to under her head, letting her head rest on her open hand. He smiled and asked “you like what you see?” I nodded a yes obviously and then to his surprise, I held his penis with my right hand and took the index finger of my left hand to wipe the pre-cum from the tip. She’d never wear anything more revealing than a knee length skirt at church, but that didn’t stop the boys from staring. Not only were there lots of old playboys, but also European magazines that showed absolutely every detail of the female body and all the nastiest kinds of sex imaginable. You’re gonna sleep your damn life away. I could see those big mounds pillowing against Ruri's body as I gazed before me, Orihime's stomach sleek like Ruri's.My tongue lapped faster. Chloe asked. These two tendrils were the ones in the High Priestess's pussy and ass hole. Mala caught his hand lightly with hers. Additional Tags: forced orgasm, slave girls, naked captives, cock sucking, war-torn country, sex slaves, camp orgy, indian anal, firefight I could see down her cleavage, catching a hint of her a lacy bra. Not to be outdone I got him to do the same for me the next day with Mike and Walter. He grumbled and sputtered as his hand slid onto my head.