She had worn aHigh heeled pair of sandals which accentuated her shapely calves and smooth creamy thighs.After a few hours of busy buys at the local bo...tiques and shoe palaces her sister in lawJoanne had suggested to go for a late "dim-sum" lunch at the Shangri-la Hotel downtown (which is owned by Alex).When they arrived they met another group of Joanne's girl friends who were already there having lunch.At 2pm as they were finishing their meal, Alex had walked in apparently from his office. Azelia just pretends instead that Meetra is looking through the thin gaps in the boards of the shower, peeking in on her. Azelia spreads her legs a bit and goes to town grabbing her balls with one hand and stroking with the other. She is at it not more than a minute when all of a sudden there is a knock on the wooden door. The girl nearly jumps a foot.“Are you okay in there?” It is Zelena. The next thing Azelia knows is the door is opening. The young human just smiles at her and says, “Working. “Have you ever heard of Fanecunt toxin?”“N-No...” I whispered.“You apply it to the insides of your sex. It’s entirely harmless – until it is touched by the cum of beeyour target, which awakens the toxin. It rushes up your cock, into your heart, and kills you. I am told the final orgasm is quite something. Shame no one has ever come back to tell it since the last Necromancer was killed.” Her teeth flashed. “And you’re all alone here, blasphemer. And once I have slain you, I shall be paid fifty. As she crossed the road Fiona identified the youth standing on the pavement as Patrick Lawton, Amala's son's friend, and the first glimmer of what this might be about dawned on Fiona."Amala, is something wrong?" asked Fiona, in her best pretend to be concerned voice."Do you know this woman?" Susan asked Fiona although Fiona's words should have made that obvious."Yes, she lives next door," replied Fiona as Amala and Patrick stood in shocked silence."Do you know how long she was been fucking my.