”“Are you going to flood her asshole?” I grinned as I smeared my hot pussy against Ayral.“Gods, yes.”Ayral moaned. Our hair drifted around u..., my white locks intertwining with her purple. Our lips met in a hot kiss. I thrust my tongue into her mouth. Our breasts caressed and our nipples brushed each other as we writhed. I loved her piercings teasing my hard nubs.“I can't...I'm going to...damn...hot ass...” grunted Kolin, his face squeezing shut.“Flood her ass,” I groaned, breaking the kiss. I. He turned to the others and smiled. "May I introduce my fellow ranger, his Highness Prince Sharn Jenni of Auley out of Tran Kor. Prince Sharn was probably sent to aid us in our most glorious quest."Donnar snorted with amusement at the sardonic tone in the sorceror's voice. "I take it you two know each other." I was the first bounty the Prince tried to collect on when he entered the Netherlands," the Jotnari Dei-Xhan confirmed, amusement returning to his eyes. "I am quite valuable in both. Without hesitating I walked inside and picked up the receiver. I mimed the action of putting a 50p in the slot and dialed a random set of numbers. I didn't like the thought of someone seeing me and automatically assuming I was looking at the hooker adverts. I started a fake conversation with nobody as I browsed the adverts stuck to the windows. There was an awful lot of transsexual adverts and glossy images of girls who clearly weren't going to be the one to open the door if you visited. I. A few choose to remain in burqas, a few have their head free, most have chosen to wear head scarves. It's so nice to see their faces. I think that's the most evil part of a burqa, shutting down a woman's ability to express herself emotionally through her face. Perhaps that's why Bel'dar insisted on it originally. He thought it would be easier to enslave and dehumanize them that way.And the world evolved. What followed was a month of frantic political and military maneuvering as I attempted to.