"So how about a tradeoff?" said Liz. "You get a cool new pair of toys,and you give up one when they cut the hose off." Liz!" said Marcia, but she coul...n't help laughing herself."Let's change the subject. See Cara? You're all done. Go ahead and touchthem. They're hard as can be!" Yes, men love touching things that are hard," said Liz, drawing anotheruncomfortable laugh. "OK, I'll stop. Just sit still for a few minuteswhile I finish drying," she said."Why does that matter?" I asked."Because she. If treated with distain or mistrust however, my pride can easily become hurt and our relationship will suffer.It is best not to speak at all of what should occur should you seriously wrong me and become my enemy.My fees are high — outrageous even but I have no shortage of clients. My reputation of treating all parties fairly and giving good judgments for my fees is well established with the numerous foreign embassies and consulates, not to mention the innumerable tribal leaders. I'm licensed to. Grabbing her hips, I pulled her onto me. I could feel her ass slap against me with each thrust. Very quickly she trembled in climax, and I felt her pussy tighten around my cock. I pulled out and slid over to her friend’s waiting cunt. My cock glistened in the dim light as I rubbed it over her wet, hairy pussy lips. She begged me to fuck her. Slowly, I slid my cock in. I fucked her only for a few moments, before returning to her friend and fucking her again – only to slide out and switch back to. .. except when they are female... and then they aren’t really Leprechauns... and they are evil.”I picked up another picture of a rune stone. “Or at least I think they are supposed to be evil.” I pointed to the stone and said, “That’s another rune nobody can translate. It might mean evil, but it often occurs in sexual contexts.” I laughed and said, “It could just as easily mean horny.”“Why don’t we hear more about these evil female Leprechauns?” she asked.“They aren’t Leprechauns!” I said.