Despite such a long time being a breeder, you still have a slim figure. You wear the thigh-high leather boots and the skimpy dress, that exhibits your...figure. It is a good distraction in combat, barter and diplomacy.After you were liberated from slavery and returned to your people, you started a career in politics. At the same time you continued studies in magic. One of perks of immortality (and all Elven races are immortal) is that, given enough time, you can become a specialist in any. She was trapped, desperate, she couldn't believe she was going through with this first thing he told her" nobody rides in my truck wearing a bra" she rolled her eyes and started removing her bra, sliding the straps down her arms and pulling it out under her top, it was cool and her nipples were obvious, he wasted no time and reached over and groped her" wow nice firm titties you have" she resigned herself to letting him touch her, as he groped her she looked out the window watching the fence. There came John Little. He limped, favouring his left leg.“What the hell happened, Little,” Tony asked irritably.“Damned if I know, Sir. The blasted coach just stopped and I was thrown.”“What’s with your leg then?”“Bruised my shins, Sir. Nothing broken or so I think, but it hurts like hell.”“Harriet, please come out of the coach. This may take a while to sort out.”Tony helped his wife out and wrapped her coat around her to protect her from the biting cold.One of the escorts had found the coach. I wasn't down with my girlfriend after all. My cock still hard was now able to enter her pee hole. Her body was relaxed and there was no resistance to my penetration. My cock slid deep into her urethra and right into her bladder. It was only about ten minutes until my cock squirted cum deep inside her bladder. I leaned down to kiss her cold dead lips, slid her eyes shut and got ready to dispose of the body. I wrapped her body in an old worn out rug after wrapping her in plastic just so no blood.