The little, old woman kept her hands in and around the youngster’s damp poontang while she stretched herself upwards. Her legs and hips passed through Genma’s dairies like they were made of whip cream, and reached a leg inside crybaby’s chest, and her foot up the throat. She couldn’t materialize the foot and cut off her air without causing damage to the surrounding tissues, but her toes could pinch one of energy pathways that translated as a nerve.
Genma’s free hand felt her neck as she fell silent again: Her larynx paralyzed!
"This is getting tiresome,” Eau de spat. “I can’t hold your tongue all day. I had thought you'd have mellowed by now with all the loving attention I’ve seeing that he received.” And to emphasize her point, fingers disappeared inside Jusenkyo man’s clit to strum its raw nerve! Genma’s cry of protested orgasm would have been vociferous, if it could have been heard. “I think I will take you to Dr. Needlemeyer. With my help on the inside, I’m sure his acupuncture can take away that annoying habit you have of talking. It’s not something a whore really needs, anyway.”
The threat to her chief weapon and shield caused another habit of Genma’s to kick in; she ran! No matter that the magnetic pills kept the crone glued to her naked body, she ran nonetheless. And Eau de let her. She could always grab some nerves and drop her like a rock. But right now as the rabbit was pumping one arm, she was tugging at the one still lodged in old whore's cunt, and it felt too damned good having something moving inside her!
Naked, Genma runs...
Thu Dec 02 23:14:29 2004
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