."The irate human was having none of it. "Guards! Someone arrest that man!"Now Esfalan was becoming irritated. "Sir, this is Ehladriel. We elves do no...t thieve. It is only since we have seen more of you ledetreli, you humans, these last ten years, that we have even needed a civil guard." He felt the indignation in his very bones, and dropped the cloth back in its spot. He snatched the flowers, and was about to return to the flowerseller, when he saw the burnished bronze helms of two of the. I said a quick ‘hello’ and was about to walk past her when she raised her arm in jest to block me. “Halt, who goes there?” she asked me mockingly. I knew it was a silly game, but it felt strangely sexual, especially as her blouse was unbuttoned enough for me to see the top of her boobs peeking out from her white lace bra. She must have been aware that she was revealing a little more than the average woman. “Hi Mrs. Bramm,” I replied, forcing a smile. “You can call me Cindy.” “Hi Cindy.” “My. Mark, he's all yours." On your knees, bitch."James managed to struggle off the bed and onto his knees. He knew what was coming. What he didn't know, was how he was going to get that thing into his mouth! But this wasn't Mark's first rodeo, breaking in a bitch. There are a number of different styles of gag that hold the mouth open. And Mark knew just the one he wanted to use. He had the helpless teen open as wide as he could, then slid the gag in, adjusting it so that his thick 8 inch cock would. As she rounded a turn I read the name on the back of her shirt — …busther. What? A typo on the jersey. Shouldn’t that have been buster? But the it hit me — it wasn’t a typo it was a nickname — Bust Her. It was a play on those enormous tits and the fact that she was one of the toughest chicks out there. She gave shoulder and hip checks that belonged in the NHL. I hoped that I could withstand her onslaught. After the match I waited outside. We didn’t have.