Shooting war ... April got singed ... just a little. Pissed her off ... we won." Won?" A couple of planetary monarchies were hissy-fitting over a loca... planetary democracy ... April kidnapped both rulers ... handed them a Manton's dueling pistol each and said to have at it. Neither wanted to play ... cousins ... so she explained the problem ... they didn't know. Turns out that the manufacturers wanted more profits and spent a third world economy in bribes for the legislatures to declare war .... “I shall. Let’s go! It is dancing time!” The girls grab their purses and head for the door. Walking the few hundred metres to the bar, the girls chat some more about men and their signals to the other to get them out of a tight spot through the night, their laughter loud and drunken sounding as they walk into the bar. They are hit with the music of the night, fast, upbeat, the bass courses through their bodies and Elle can feel her clit harden, her pussy wet. That bass working through her like. You have more to learn.” Then he pulled out a soda straw and a cup of water. “Put this in your vagina.” And handed her the straw.” “Huh, that’s too small, it would get lost.” She said, but she did it anyway. “Squeeze down on it.” He said. No way, I can’t,” she said. “Just try” he said and put his hand on her shoulder. He murmured a few short phrases.“Oww, my pussy cramped.” She said. “Kneel and stick the other end of the straw in this cup of water.” She felt her pelvic muscles move and her. He ran his other hand up and down her side, reveling in her shapely silhouette. He loved the way her body conformed to his touch. Her supple curves molded against him and he continued to caress her from the side of her ample breast all the way down to her rounded hip and back up.She brought her hands up slowly, shyly. He fingers fluttered against his skin as she brushed them against his sides and moved her hands around to his lower back. She felt the muscles there and ran her fingers.