She shoved me back against the locker. Right here, in the middle of the hallway, I started my campaign to be the next homecoming queen in earnest. I would do anything to beat Umeko. Fuck anyone. To be continued... The rest of the terrorists were becoming rather spooked by the turn of events, as those who were sent to check the cause of the commotion on the upper floors never came back. Yet strangely, they heard female moans from above, which made them consider the possibility that the attacker was a female who was defeated by the armed men. They never bothered to report in because they were having too much fun with her, perhaps? In any case, the remaining 7 terrorists locked all doors and placed themselves into positions that they thought of as unassailable. However, they were not counting on the female actually being Wonder Woman, a superheroine...well, up until some 35 minutes ago. Their lives were sealed, because she now sought to actually kill men, for her own sexual pleasure. Sneaking down the stairs, she found no signs of anyone patrolling the hallways- she pinpointed the room where the terrorists were- a small dining space. It was cramped, teen and the three had indian an equal number of hostages tied up and at gunpoint. Entering would not be easy- the room had a glass surface, which would allow the enemies to see anyone walking up to the door, if they looked to the amateur side. Diana had to crawl to stay undetected and take a look at the situation. But she came up with a plan. By coming at the door from an angle that would minimize her chances of being seen early enough by the terrorists, she could run at it and deliver a hard kick which would knock the door out. The tight space of the room was to her advantage, as the flying door could incapacitate at least one, if not two of the guarding men. Moving away quietly from the door, she reached the point from where she would charge at the door. Silently getting into a crouch, she waited for a second before getting up and running. One of the hostage scientists saw her, and her eyes bulged out in shock. Unaware of this, Diana simply went at the door, kicking at it with her left foot. The master tactician had planned out well. The kick sent the door falling, as it even went a bit into the air. The guard nearest to the exit was incapacitated completely by the falling door, with the added effect of hitting his head on a chair. He was possibly even dead. The other one was stunned and out of balance from the glancing blow of the door, something which Wonder Woman took advantage of by quickly leaping up and knocking him out with a flying knee. The panicked man turned his automatic rifle towards her, but soon found himself wailing in agony, as her other foot rose to hit him straight in the genitals. Doubling over, he dropped the rifle, as the shocked hostages watched on. She did a handstand then, wrapping her legs around his neck. After a brief struggle, a neck snap mixed with a moan of pleasure ended the fight... Upon leaping back to her feet, Diana surveyed the hostages. All unharmed, but clearly astounded and even scared by what had happened mere seconds ago. In a heated state of predatory sexual need, she untied first the balding male in his 50-s, and pushed him on the floor. I loved it. “You shameless hussy. “Ryan, I don’t feel very huggable, I feel like a shit, all she wanted was us to be fair with her and we weren’t.” I had her ass in my grip, cradling the bodacious cheeks and using that leverage to help raise her up higher and drop her down harder, defiling her amateur pussy until, at last, she cried out in euphoria. I looked in his lap and I could literally see his dick pushing his pants up while it forced its way down his pant leg, it was like there was a snake slithering its way down his pants and it was way obvious. She lifted her head and started to lick the tip as it appeared. “You have no idea,” I moaned. It takes only minutes for the plane to reach the runway. “Did you guys just fuck in my car?” Heather reached to put the bar of soap back on the ledge but missed, and just as their lips were indian teen about to meet it fell like a dead weight on one of her sore feet. She was also one of my favored escorts during her college days, and still available to a favored few of her clients from those days on an availability protocol. That's seems fair. “Just because that girl has chosen to go against God’s teachings does not excuse a foul mouth.” “You're falling all the rules.” Oh, my God, I just can’t. You would hate me for cheating. When puberty hit the girls stopped playing and went off to do their own thing. He needed to thank that woman for the afternoon of sex education. The lack of oxygen was getting to her. I raised up, lifting my pussy from his ass. Tina’s Mom mentioned that Phoenix has a rich history and some of it should be incorporated on the inside of the lobby. Wasn't that a Hillbilly sort of thing? Please don't do this she said crying. I think to myself. Paloma would meet me out front and we'd walk to college together when the weather was good, or get a ride from one of our parents when it was bad. I gave Lucy two screaming orgasms by the time I finally came, drowning her pussy by the time I was done. The personification of domination. He deftly turned the vibrator off, and commanded to me, “you are not to cum this time until I give you permission. You must be naked before you can “I, um, spilled paint on the carpet. My relationship with Peter was getting to the point where one of us needed to do something about it. She slid up me. Her juices soaked me. “I get to be the mistress. I knew that I was going to have to learn a lot more about the recruiting, servicing and financial side of this. This must be the dumbest thing I've ever done.