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Moving in slow-motion, struggling against the effects of James' temporal magic, Ishtar bore a look of masturbation rage and hatred. James stepped away from her, putting distance between the two of them. White-hot pain lanced through James' mind and he clasped a hand to his head reflexively. The strain was becoming was too much now; he could restrain the flow of time no longer. Letting out a ragged breath, James let the spell end. Immediately, the deep, loud whirring of the blackhole returned in full force and James was driven to one knee masturbating by the sudden return of the teens immense pressure it emitted. Chunks of marble resumed their plummet to the earth, and the large boulder that would have certainly killed James' friends crashed harmlessly into the floor below. The room shook violently as the effects of Ishtar's magic continued to break down the building. Ishtar herself had stopped her agonizingly slow advance on James. She stood still now, catching her breath. Breasts heaving, she wiped her brow with a shaking hand. James watched. Evidently, he was not the only one who had grown tired from the desperate battle. Fighting against the weight that pressed down upon him, James found that he could resist the black hole's gravity more than before, even in his exhausted state. It was obvious then: Ishtar was weakening. James forced himself back into a standing position. It took nearly all of his strength to rise up off his knee, but it was worth the look on Ishtar's face. The goddess stared with barely-masked astonishment and open contempt. She opened her mouth to say something but was cut off by the loud crack of breaking rock. Another marble column was falling – falling right toward Ishtar's bronze idol. The protective sphere shimmered into existence around the statue just before the pillar reached it. And then it disappeared. As quickly as it had materialized, the magical barrier flickered and faded away. A resounding crash echoed through the ruined exhibit. And two sets of eyes turned to stare in shock. The falling column had smashed right into the statue, breaking off one of the large, bronzed wings. Smaller pieces of the idol continued to chip away and fall to the floor as the room shook and debris fell upon teen it. The idol's ornate scepter had broken, half of the face had crumbled away, and both wings lay in pieces at the statue's feet. The ugly lump of stone and metal was no longer an awe-inspiring likeness tits of the beautiful goddess; now it was a monument to destruction and rage. Ishtar's face contorted in terror and anger. With a wave of her hand she banished the dense, dark orb that had required so much energy to maintain. The crushing weight disappeared with it, and James was able to hold his head up again. The museum ceased its shaking and the ground stopped quivering. Ishtar rematerialized the shimmering force field around her idol, able to devote more magic to defense now that she had dispelled the black hole. The shield took longer to appear, however, and it looked thinner than ever before. Within the barrier, what was left of the statue's eyes glowed faintly. His ogrishly large hands slipped under my dress and groped my ass. Tommy was down stairs eating breakfast when I came down, and he snapped around tits when I entered the kitchen. That was a bucket of pussy cream, you tasty little slut!” Yes. Not too many cars today. "Oh, fuck yes, I'm gonna drive you, just as, fucking crazy. Nathalie's blue eyes fluttered as she gulped down my cum, moaning her own delight at serving me. That was the pleasure she masturbating craved. 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