“Who or what are we facing?”“Judas mentioned Rasputin, Karasu, Cornelius and Iamblichus along with some cannon fodder, my Mage,” I replied.“...ust been informed,” Judas added glancing upwards. “That a Gilles de Rais has been added to your opposition whilst Rasputin has been withdrawn. Apparently he’s none too happy about this, although the stone is apparently preventing anyone escaping, that apparently includes us Theurgists.”“Could be an opportunity to grab Gilles, my Mage,” I said. "See.. I told you this probably wasn't your type of movie." She replied with "No, I'm so fucking turned on right now that my underwear is soaked!" This had never happened before while we were dating, so I asked her to show me. She refused. When I asked her why she said no, she said that if she showed me, then she would need to be fucked. I wasn't really in the mood, but something about her denying my request stirred something within me. Instead of asking, I ordered her to take her pants off and. "Once they were both in the car, Lance provided another assurance that hewould not attack her. He fastened his seatbelt, hoping that watching himdo that would set her at ease. She just nodded and fastened her own asLance started up the car, and quickly rolled out of the Parking Lot. Inless than a minute, they were on the Bullchester streets, and distancingthemselves from the Mall.Once Lance knew that he had driven his car at least five miles from theborders of Bullchester, he settled his car. . Raising her head to look straight forward, then holding the pose – as if she’s trying to be a part of the exhibit in her own gallery. Then ordering, politely, “Release the dog, please...”To the side of the shot, Dennis is hunched forward, holding Casanova’s collar – he gives his boy one last pep talk. “Make it a good one...” and then releases him.The big Doberman hurries right to the old slut’s rear end – sniffing and licking at her arse-crack – making her lean forward slightly - struggling.