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 Hardcore 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 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 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 MILF idol, able to devote more magic to defense now that she had dispelled the black hole. The indian 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. "James!" Lilith's voice spoke from the idol. "Be silent, whore!" snarled Ishtar, sweeping an arm angrily out in front of her and attempting to shackle the demoness again. What did you do?” She asked sounding exasperated. She couldn’t be seam to be angry with anyone. We did everything...twice. He lunged for a stab, and I sidestepped him, bluffing a parry, and risking his blade at my ribs to deliver an overhand. When she saw droplets of cum appear at Lesslie’s pussy, she craned her neck and stuck indian out her tongue. Don't ever stop.” “I have not fucked anyone who is as open to me as you are son. “It's okay,” she said when she broke the kiss. I had no idea how much farther we had to go. I pounded my cock into her harder and harder. Two of them stayed Hardcore like that for ages before finally getting up and correcting their wardrobe malfunctions. I heard him moan under his MILF breath. “What’s wrong with you?”