I thrust my dagger before me, the point glowing with Sophia's magic. Without her, we would have died. The acolyte sometimes seemed useless, well meani...g but not really accomplishing much in battle, but when she knew a fight was coming, when she enchanted your weapons, amazing things happened.I crashed into the dragon, jamming my dagger deep into her sides. The blade sank all the way in, the hilt slamming into her scales. Scalding blood pumped out, but the water elemental warding my body wrapped. My godfather had died of cancer a few years ago at this point. My godmother was a shapely mature indian woman with huge tits probably f's. Her daughter had moved outt and was living in brisbane, a few days passed and i had been staying there a while we had always been really close, one night she took me out for a meal as i was due to leave the next day, by the end of the meal she had had to much to drink so we got a cab back to her home. Once we had gotten back to her house we decided to have. She was no match for you. You could have taught her a lesson without killing her. Why in the name of God did you bring her to my jurisdiction to kill?" I asked. "Sweetie once I know who did it, proving it is easy. A bit of DNA a tire track, someone who saw you leave the club and go after the two of them." They chose the place not me. If she had taken him to the men's room like we usually do it would have never happened. That bitch left with him. I thought they were going to a motel room, but. He got to me. Next thing I know my dress is off. I am fully naked. Mr. Orland is naked from the waist down. His pants are off and he is on top of me. Part of me wanted to fight him off. The other part of me really wanted to be his Christmas soloist. What could I do? “Sing for me now, Carla. Open up and sing the praises of God. Sing how much we fit together. Your tight young body sharing my cock. Do you like it, baby? Want to be my soloist this year?” I couldn’t speak. His cock felt so good and.