You and Jen fall over laughing.“Anyway, 1,300 years ago,” Sarah continues trying to continue her tale, “the sky ripped open over a small Europea... village. The sky bled, turning red.” That sounds familiar, you remember the sky being ripped asunder and the sky turning red. “A black tower rose from the ground and monsters poured out into the lands.”“For the story to be scary, it needs to be real,” Jen complains.“This is real, I saw the ruins of the tower on my Europe trip last summer. This village. There was no gag and no rest for breath, just hard passionate sucking. She wanted my cum in her mouth or over her face, I could see this now, this wasn't foreplay for something more. Once again, her hand reached between my legs and round to my arse, only this time there were no boxers to stop her. Her index finger went straight to my arsehole and felt fucking amazing as it slowly began to enter and rub the circumference. It was then that she stopped sucking, placed her hands on my hips and. Questions flooded his mind. After all these years, Lee isn't engaged or married? Is she seeing someone? Did she love him so much she couldn't be with anyone else? The possibilities were driving Mike insane. His breath quickened. He still loved Lee. Could this be fate, he thought? Can this be a Christmas miracle? Could it be his miracle? He quickly approached the table.Lee peacefully relaxed; she appreciated the short respite away from the hustle of the mall. In Teavana by the fireplace she sat. Even if she could open the door she could not go more than six feet or so from her cage.As the hours passed in utter boredom, since nobody came to check on them, nor were any captives added or taken away, she fell into an increasingly despondent mood. Kidnapping she understood; it had been a part of Sicily's way of life for centuries, but the rapes, the nudity, and the shaving were not what was to be expected. Kidnap victims, female Italian ones at least, were treated with the utmost courtesy.