Her beautifully shaved pussy was glistening in front of me and I wanted my mouth on it again. Sliding my head to the right and swinging my legs to my ...eft and I lay out on the couch before her.“Make up your mind,” Kyla laughed and her taut stomach muscles quivered.“Come on, sit on my face,” I said and reached for her again. Kyla thinking I wanted to have her ride on my cock turned one way and had to pivot the other way to accommodate me. Her cute little ass and pussy swinging above me made my. A few days earlier you had made a few chauvinistic jokes, some of which annoyed her enough to challenge you to a fight at some secret underground club she's a part of."So this is it? Your little women's fight club?", you say.She steps forward, "Ladies we have a special guest tonight. This is John, and he thinks women can't fight, so I invited him here so one of us could prove him wrong."As the group of women react to this you couldn't help but notice one of them was someone you recognized from. Hell, he thought, here he thought that the Greek gods had been weak.Even though he could feel his power rapidly rebuilding, he was still weaker than he wanted to be. He could tell that if he was going to save the Norse gods it was going to take a hell of a lot more energy. More than he'd done before, strange though he could swear he could feel an outside influence.Sitting up a few moments later Ephus nodded his head, yes, there was a definite outside force at play. Damnit! Why in the hell did. . a couple of hours ago," she told him quietly. "But he may not be prosecuted. It isn't illegal to murder someone who agrees to be killed."Jake slumped. "She's been waiting for someone to kill her for a long time, I guess. I just didn't see it." Wish her better luck next time," Béla said quietly, gazing at the tent wall, her eyes not focusing on anything."What?" Jake asked, confused."Never mind. It isn't important," she said. 'Not to Foxy ... Not anymore... 'They sat quietly in the tent for a.