But their presence was still undetected, and it seemed more and more as if their incursion would find success. Up to the fifth story they went, knives...stained red and a growing mass of bodies heaped in their wake. Then at last they came to a richly carved door of yew with a silver handle."This is it," said Illian."The rat sleeps in there?" said Duain.Illian nodded. In the flickering torchlight, no one saw the brief grimace on his face for what it was.'At last, you're mine, ' said Duain to. But thefear did not abolish the lust- the two feelings occupied himtogether, balancing each other. But now he could close the velvetgown over his rampant nakedness without the touch of the shockinglyslippery satin on his penis bringing instant climax. He walked tothe door, took the handle in his jewelled, gloved hand, and openedit. He stepped out into the hallway again.The hall was empty, and he looked over the balustrade. Silence, savefor the ticking of a clock, and the cracking of a. See, I am themanager at a women's department store in town. I'm good friends withthe owner and since she knows my situation, she lets me have whatever Iwant for free. She's really what saved our family from living in rags." Well, that's nice of her." I couldn't think of anything else to say."Yes, they have everything from sheets, to beds, to clothes, to shoes.In fact after dinner we'll all stop by and pick up some things."She left the room, and then Christian and Allison began speaking. She began fucking me back with a desperate ardor that left no question of her feelings for me ... it was lust ... pure and simple, animal lust.When Deanna started squealing like a pig and her toes curled, her chest heaving and her breathing shallow, there was little doubt. It was too unglamorous and unflattering a noise to be fake. She was cumming for me, yet again, which was the other reason that I knew it was real. I just knew that more of this, sliding in and out of her warm, wet snatch, my.