Trump, lowering the sacred weapon in a conciliatory manner, said:
- I will not!
The girl and the Elf family, getting rid of their clothes, attacked Trump. A bunch of naked bodies intertwined, and voluptuous cries and sighs were heard. Everything became good especially for Trump.
But, for example, Russian Marshal Ovcharov was not at all to laugh. The last bulwark of Russian defense stormed, just cracked down on the Chinese chairman Beson. Black alefica tread on jewelry jewelry, which turned the Russian soldiers.
I entered the hall. Marshal Ovcharov and his generals opened fire on a spinning maid of machine guns, pistols, and other types of guns. The marshal even had a pocket, the world's first blaster. That is, radiation weapons of individual action.
Diamond beads rained down on Beson and the other elves. She literally fell asleep rain of jewelry. The sorceress of the dark forces looked at people with contempt. They wanted to hit it with the help of human weapons. Yes, they elves have long been already in the primary classes of the kindergarten. And what could these little people come up with.
The warriors of Russia turned to figurines, and froze. There was only one Marshal of the Ovcharov left. How to say the last, and for a snack.
Beson grinned with a caress and asked:
"What should I turn you into?"
The Marshal replied sternly:
- You are strong with your hellish magic ... And why are you standing in a fair fight? Can you show me the class ...
Beson grinned.
"Do you want an honest fight with me?" Excellent! Let's have fun!
Elfika instantly arose in her proud nakedness. So she looked even more beautiful and seductive than when she was strewn with jewels.
Her body is perfectly and impeccably measured by earthly standards. The nipples of the breasts are bright scarlet, and very seductive, and the clean skin is golden-olive. She is a marshal girl, she is very beautiful, although she is almost three hundred centuries old. But while the girl is fresh and clean like a daisy. Immortal elves, live, do not age very long ten millennia, but even their lives come to an end.
But Besone still a lot of ten millennia to the end. She is cheerful and energetic and has not yet had enough of life. Now, having remained naked in front of an unfamiliar man, and even an enemy, she felt a spiritual uplift in herself. As it's great and turns you on.
Hand-to-hand combat as it winds!
Elfika and a large marshal of almost the same height, Beson, even a little lower and thinner. Marshal Ovcharov had a black belt in karate and was considered a famous fighter. Therefore he moved with fierce hatred and moved to the naked devil.
But the one has so much experience, and the main advantage in speed. Beson made Ovcharov miss and by inertia fly forward. Marshal flopped, but immediately jumped up.
And barefoot fingers Elfiski grabbed his nose and squeezed like a mite.
Ovcharov screamed desperately, and was tempted to hit the tendon. He did it, but the elves have stronger muscles. The leg of the girl withstood the blow, and the nose of the marshal turned into a plum.
But Beson let him go, and, with a wink, blurted out:
"Come on, attack me!"
The shepherd tried a desperate assault, but ran into a naked, girl's heel in the chest. Tychok knocked his breath, and the marshal fell, unable to hold convulsions.
Beson helped the marshal to get up, and thrust his naked breast into his face. Ovcharov's lips touched the scarlet nipple and felt all his sweetness. It's delicious to feel the body of an eternally young elf. And the marshal was stupefied by such similarity.
Again attempt of impact. The marshal's elf did not even dodge. It's interesting when the fist of the black belt on the carriage will move you across the face. The bodies of the elves are much stronger than human ones, and for Besona this is just an easy massage.
And the battle continues. Ovcharov attacks, and lets in the solar plexus knee. Another blow and the Russian marshal breaks the right-hand unit that has substituted the block.
The dark elf chuckled and said:
"Man is a pathetic creature!"
Ovcharov responded:
- No! This man sounds proudly!
The elf grabbed the marshal by the hair and tilted his head to the grotto of Venus, saying:
"If you'll lick me a tigress, I'll keep your identity."
Ovcharov bit back the elf for the most sensitive place. The girl screamed and threw the marshal away. She was beyond all bounds of anger. The warrior roared deafeningly:
"I wanted to make you my brooch, now you'll be a night pot for slaves."
And the Marshal Elf read the spell. In place of a man, a golden, night pot indeed arose. Elves loved gold, and even servants used it. And so Ovcharov's career ended. But at least he managed to hurt the marshal-elf.
Beson said with fury:
- It is a pity that we are elves are so perfect that we do not cope with the need. Otherwise, I would find you despicable to drink to the end a bowl of humiliation and shame. But let's see what - you will feel when you will urinate slaves.
The elf-general shyly asked:
"Is a night pot capable of feeling?"
Beson smiled ominously.
- In this case, I tried to keep his personality. He will feel everything, but nothing is able to say and do!
A sensual light elven girl cried:
- It's a pity! How cruel it is!
Beson giggled, struck the golden pot with her elegant, bare foot, sang:
- I got caught, which bite!
Alas, the fate of the Russian marshal was unenviable: the last of the military survived the humiliating transformation. The planet Earth was conquered quickly and practically without losses. The planet that the elves visited more than once was captured.