" I struggled with the next statement, the image of Flowers head, laying severed from her loving body was a difficult one to handle, "Beheading. If an...enemy, or prey has a long sword, or ax, beware. Should they succeed in striking your head from your body, a slow and very painful death will result."We all sat in silence as we shared the vision of that day, so long ago, when I lost Flower.Bess came to stand beside me, her hand on my shoulder. "You have kept that from me for so long, My Love." It. Again she cried out, a gush of warm sweet juice covering his hand and trickling down his arm. Her body was quivering as she lay there moaning, grabbing at his arms and pulling him up her body. She reached her hand down and wrapped around the shaft of his cock, feeling how hard he was she moaned and rubbed the tip of him over her soaked pussy. She had to feel him inside her now, she was aching for the hardness that was throbbing against her. He grabbed her hand and pinned it down beside her head. ’ She spat at him again, and this time was rewarded with a swinging open-handed slap to her left cheek. The crack of the blow rang out loudly. She suddenly went completely still. Her expression changed to one of deadly menace, and her voice held equal cold threat as she enunciated each word with venomous purpose, ‘I would kill a man for that.’ She watched his reaction. He just laughed lightly, smiling down at her, infuriatingly unconscious that it was even a serious threat. His damn arrogance. I grabbed on to his shoulders as I felt my like legs were gonna buckle under me. He could sense I needed support so he twisted me round and led me on the bed, but then went straight back to what he was doing. "Does that feel good? You're very wet." I moaned and quietly said, "Yes, it feels so good." I then felt his finger stop at the opening of my pussy and he looked up at me as he slid his finger slowly and deeply inside me. I gasped loudly and my back arched at this new feeling that was.