She landed in a crouch, a smile crossing her lips.I charged after.She sprang to the left, darting down the ruined stairs the ogre crashed up. My bare ...feet smacked on the ground, breasts heaving before me. I wouldn’t let the bitch get away. Not when I had her disarmed. I just had to close in on her, hack her down, then go help fight the ogre.I reached the stairs, steps crushed by the ogre’s weight, the walls cracked and dented by his bulk. Pieces of plaster spilled over the runners. The handler. Black, four-inch-stiletto, patent-leather pumps.Hot!Then I set about making myself look extra slutty. Lots of eyeenhancement. My first time with false eyelashes. Long ones.Three coats of very red lip gloss.Two spritzes of perfume.I took my time and the results were astounding.I was the long-sought cure to erectile dysfunction personified.And I was soon to lose my anal virginity.Willingly.Eagerly.As a girl.With my man.Pronouncing myself spectacular, I arose from my vanity, checked myselfout. I ate most of his sperm then cuddled with him and we kissed .I knew this was the right thing to do so I pushed some of his sperm into his mouth.We shared a lovely cummy kiss.I licked his lips then sucked his lower lip. I held his softening cock so gently. My little girl was 3 inches hard in my panties and leaking wildly.He got up to use the toilet then me too. I lubed my asshole then slipped the tampon up inside me to keep the hole wet. We talked a bit then went to his bedroom. {BR} He helped. "Together, the two men refitted the set of pipes which they had removed four hours before. Finally, with the lashings secure and the belts tightened, they reopened the valves, allowing a burst of sulfurous gas to pour through the new turbine, and the generator chugged back to life. It was a large generator, with a series of snake-like pipes fitted to its base and five giant belts cranked around the main wheel, stretching off in five different directions toward the cities; it throbbed noisily.