Both women fighting for control of the dagger, then Queen loosened her grip on the blade, as Lady fell forward. Queen with a light use of force pushed...the lightening dagger up and over her head and into the dirt, Queen then was able to bring her knee up and knocked the wind out of Lady’s diaphragm. She rolled over gasping for air, as Queen stood up. She reached in a weapon pouch and produced her Luger pistol. The magic weapon was slow, but it packed enough force rip an angry bear in half with. I mean, sure, she had a great figure and was pretty as all get out, but there was a presence about her that fascinated me. I had the strongest feeling that there was a lot more to her than I’d seen at first glance. I felt there were depths to her that few, if any, men ever got to see. I also knew she was lonely … really lonely. I’d seen many women do the bar/dance scene like in the song, ‘… lookin’ for love in all the wrong places.’ I had the sense that Kathy had been there, not because she was. It is the beginning of years of depression; depression starting when the woman even the despised Republicans assumed would be the first female president, received a visit from her sullen and fatalistic campaign chairman, then slow-walking into her presence with the news.“It’s over, Madam Secretary,” he somberly declares. “We’ve lost. It looks like Trump will have over three-hundred electoral votes. Our friends in the press won’t admit it’s a landslide, but it is. It’s the worst thing that could. His residual semen coats her whole area. T: Think you got one more in ya, eh Pete?P: Tink, my head is spinning! My penis, it aches! Oh, but it feels so good!Tinker Bell grinds harder, bringing herself to orgasm. She clamps her legs down, squeezing his cock. Peter is violently stroking his cock. P: Oh Tink!Peter grabs her with his left hand and pins her pussy against the tip of his cock. His urethra is roughly the same size as her vagina, it lines up almost perfectly. The sensation.