She’d flee back to her lair—Seattle’s City Hall. I left myself open; Chantelle took the bait. Free porn I swung, and she nimbly dodged. I leaned over and kissed his back, tasting the spicy oil, before I rubbed lower, sliding down to straddle his legs as my hands found his firm butt. I collapsed onto his oily chest, gasping and writhing. “If anything does happen, just run for the guards,” Mary told her. She was naked, her lush body invitingly on display as she stretched out on a table. I wished I had half the talent of Pierre August Renoir. That couldn’t be possible. “I freed you.” I felt flustered, unsorted. “Mark,” Lilith purred as I strode in. “Tsariy!”
Red light engulfed the bony woman as I healed her.
