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I undid the zipper at the back of her dress and it fell to the floor, there she was standing in front of me in nothing but tight white panties, she let down her long dark hair that had been pulled up on top of her head and it fell down around her shoulders. She looked a vision standing in front of our bed, and from the look on her face she was just as horny as I was, her face was red and flushed, I stood there for a moment just gazing at her, she reached up and squeezed her breasts and rubbed her nipples. I knelt down in front of her, kissing her stomach and hips, and slowly pulled the thin elastic of her panties down, slowly, savouring the moment, but not wanting to wait for what I would find underneath, I pulled them past her hips to expose a completely smooth waxed pussy, not a Brazilian, not a landing-strip – there was nothing, I looked up at her and she smiled a dirty little smile.“You didn’t think I would do it, did you?” she smirked.While I was away I had sent her a gift. She prayed silently.VRUMMM! A helium balloon appeared in the room. It floated up to the rocky ceiling, popped as it hit something sharp, and fell back to the ground. Tricia breathed a sigh of relief.Please! Please come quickly!VRUMMM! Clink – clink – clink ... It was a grenade.Annie screamed “WHAT THE FUCK?!” and rolled away as fast as possible. Tricia yelled and ducked her head. Joey watched in terror.VVRRUUUMMMM!! A figure in white and red appeared in the air above the crucifix, tucked into a fetal position. She landed on her hands and feet in a crouched position. She spun, her long blond ponytail whipped about her. “One – Two – Three – Four!” she counted as she looked at Annie, Joey, Tricia, and a dark corner. She glanced at the dead demon, and looked back at the shadows. VRUMM! A throwing star appeared in her hand, and she whipped it towards the dark corner. The spinning blade dissolved in a sine-wave pattern of multiple blades, and struck something soft hidden in the shadows..
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