She giggled, thinking of the Aesop fable about the fox and the grapes. They were staring up at her cunt, framed in the moonlight, longing for it--and ...there would be no sour grapes tonight. Karen's pussy was not about to be out of reach much longer. She swayed, sitting on the top strand of the fence. Her dark pubic triangle seemed spread like pitch on her white belly in the moonlight. Lower down, her pink cunt gash was open and streaming.The wolves' tongues dripped with saliva. As they sat back. Our most recent job- a museum heist- was going to be our last job together. The artifacts we stole during the heist turned out to have unexpected properties that disrupted our lives in spectacular fashion, and we had to return the artifacts to the museum. Chrissie and Tonya betrayed me during the return, however, but messed it up so badly we all ended up getting caught. That was how we ended up in the courtroom of Judge Hanover, a mysterious and powerful figure with unexplainable abilities.. Within the next 10 minutes, she just came out with something in her hand and asked us whether someone got a pen, and she dint even wait but took it from my pocket. She told me that she will return it back to me in 10 minutes. When she came out of the lab, the pen was actually pinned to her top right in the middle of her breasts. She gave me a sly smile, took it and gave it to me.Another day, during the practice, our vice principal came up all of a sudden to monitor the practice sessions where. She's so cute. She's seventeen, and I guess her owner liked elves. She's got blond almost white hair that hangs to her butt and pointed ears. The only problem is she's taller than me. Not taller than Willow or Bree, but she's like five seven and I'm only five two. I need to be small though, the turret of the tank is cramped.We did add another guy. That was a nightmare.First, picture an airplane hanger, no a hanger built to hold a blimp. Some huge expanse of space with a concrete floor.Then fill.