Girls making out in their underwear. Bottles and glasses clinking, contents swirling and splashing, sparkling somewhere between heat and ice.Broken gl...ss under broken high heels. Potato chips scrunched into the plush carpet. Cigarette ash. Smoke. So much smoke. Every kind of smoke. You could get high just from being in the room. Everyone seemed to have some form of cigarette between their lips or fingers, dangling in that almost professional way as rings of smoke blew up and hovered warily. Tongue fucking me while her fingers gently patted my swollen clit.I knew my juices were flowing and that I was getting close to having amajor orgasm, but it wasn't until she replaced her tongue with her fingersand began to swirl her tongue over my clit, sucking it like a straw, andfinger fucking my hot pussy furiously.Time seemed to stand still momentarily, and then it happened, an orgasm sointense that I thought I was going to faint. My pussy wouldn't stop cummingand I was having waves, one. The hallway shook. The handler stumbled, her red hair swaying about her cruel face. I swung my ax hard at her. She leaped back, landing in a lithe crouch. My ax slammed into the polished wood of the floor. The blade buried deep into the floor. Splinters flew from the impact.She grinned, flashing white teeth, then thrust her sword at me, the needle-like point lancing right for my guts. I wrenched my ax free, smacking her blade, knocking it to thrust up and past my face, disturbing my white. ‘What?’ snarled Keme. ‘I know why we are going to attack too early,’ said the boy, his voice barely a whisper. ‘We are not going to attack early,’ snarled Keme. ‘It’s because of me,’ persisted the kid. ‘We go early because I tell you about the vision I had last night.’ ‘Vision,’ snarled Keme. ‘Things are not happening the way you were told,’ said the kid Vumanesco. ‘Someone has interfered.’ ‘You are just having nightmares,’ said Keme, forcing himself to look friendly and concerned. ‘I saw the.