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  • Then he explained, “Wodaabe men have to paint face and look like pretty girl before they can win women to be married, fingering it is their way.” She spoke again, and Kanu translated, “She say you are not pretty man, but big strong man. She think you do not need paint face to make her happy. She also said some other things, but it massage is not proper for me to say. I think you must ask her yourself when she can speak better English.” I looked from Kanu to her, she had a sly grin on her face as she ran into my arms. “Fulala love Jim, is you love Fulala?” Her English needed work but it was a beginning! The end. The rest of the terrorists were becoming rather spooked by the turn of events, as those who were sent to check the cause of the commotion on the upper floors never came lesbian back. Yet strangely, they heard female moans from above, which made them consider the possibility that the attacker was a female who was defeated by the armed men. They never bothered to report in because they were having too much fun with her, perhaps? In any case, the remaining 7 terrorists locked all doors and placed themselves into positions that they thought of as unassailable. However, they were not counting on the female actually being Wonder Woman, a superheroine...well, up until some 35 minutes ago. Their lives were sealed, because she now sought to actually kill men, for her own sexual pleasure. Sneaking down the stairs, she found no signs of anyone patrolling the hallways- she pinpointed the room where the terrorists were- a small dining space. It was cramped, and the three had an equal number of hostages tied up and at gunpoint. Entering would not be easy- the room had a glass surface, which would allow the enemies to see anyone walking up to the door, if they asian looked to the side. Diana had to crawl to stay undetected and take a look at the situation. But she came up with a plan. By coming at the door Hidden Cams from an angle that would minimize her chances of being seen early enough by the terrorists, she could run at it and deliver a hard kick which would knock the door out. The tight space of the room was to her advantage, as the flying door could incapacitate at least one, if not two of the guarding men. Moving away quietly from the door, she reached the point from where she would charge at the door. Silently getting into a crouch, she waited for a second before getting up and running. One of the hostage scientists saw her, and her eyes bulged out in shock. Unaware of this, Diana simply went at the door, kicking at it with her left foot. The master tactician had planned out well. The kick sent the door falling, as it even went a bit into the air. The guard nearest to the exit was incapacitated completely by the falling door, with the added effect of hitting his head on a chair. He was possibly even dead. The other one was stunned and out of balance from the glancing blow of the door, something which Wonder Woman took advantage of by quickly leaping up and knocking him out with a flying knee. The panicked man turned his automatic rifle towards her, but soon found himself wailing in agony, as her other foot rose to hit him straight in the genitals. Doubling over, he dropped the rifle, as the shocked hostages watched on. and the custodian was sick . . . She reached down between her legs while still sliding her mouth up and down his shaft. Myself, I sort of never had a friend come over – the way I spent time with the pseudo-friends I had, was that we played games together online. I looked at the woman beneath me and she nodded, hungry for more. The tendrils holding her body in place and under complete control suddenly began rotating her around the giant member still inside her completed defeated womanhood, spinning her like a centrifuge as every next barb whipped across her G spot and reinvigorated her still pulsating orgasm. It felt so good and soon I was close to cumming but I wanted to cum while she was still cumming too. There was a lot to be surprised about when we got to the club. “I was in the gym today, the one near our accommodation place, and…well…I got lost…and then-and then I found this room…and two naked women were fighting each asian other…” I finished slowly as Isabelle’s face twisted in confusion. The only time I allowed them to be naked was in the bathroom and bedroom. You would do it” I certainly was intrigued at what could possibly lie ahead of me after such an over the top ‘interview’. 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