Allow the hard-on while staring at the screen, just imagining circling my tongue in her pussy.Let me describe myself first before getting to her.Age S...e was still active, happy to walk into the town for her shopping while going on the bus to walk round the shops of the bigger towns nearby. She also met with her friends every week at an over 50s social club held at the local leisure centre. Ann had worked as a cook and was always giving us scones and cakes that she had just baked. She and Jane became good friends in pretty short order and spent a lot of time with each other. Although I was a nodding acquaintance only, Ann had confided in. He was a jovial character always smiling, probably around 52 with a bit of a beer belly. He always treated me good as I grew up, laughing and joking he never married and made some decent money, which he’d been able to loan to mum if she needed it.He made himself a drink and we sat on the sofa and had a conversation that lasted a good half hour. Looking at his watch he said, “How long do you think she’ll be” as I looked at the clock I replied, “Probably around an hour”.I stood up and walked. What was left of it. All that remained of the priestess' lovely face was her right eye and brow, the swipe that had taken the rest of it away had torn all the way down to her waist. Her armor was in tatters and the parts of her that had remained in contact with the ground were stained in blood.Alexander reeled in shock and looked around again, calling out to his companions, "Yumi!? Xavier!? Helena!?!" But there were no replies, as he looked he recognized pieces of his friends scattered around.