A tall man, made thin and wiry in the years since my mother’s death. All the flesh had melted from him, along with all the doughty good cheer. The l...ving man of my childhood wasted away by the disease of power.Though his eyes smoldered, they still were the same chilly blue. He licked bloodless lips, staring at my breasts. His cock swelled the tight, gray hose he wore, the woolen tights that clad his legs. He rubbed hands on his ash doublet while marching towards my bed.“Welcome home, Father,” I. It then rushed in and was met by Mandara, which eagerly leaped forward to pierce its body and drain its Spirit, life, and all of its Magic. Shortly there was nothing left but a black lifeless puddle of goo on the grass.I leaned forward slightly to see it better and breathed Dragon Fire on it to totally burn it away. I now turned back to consider the four men. While they had been frozen in place, they had seen what had occurred. They were now staring at me in shock and horror. I looked at them. Her cache of weapons and cash was not far away and she decided that if things went sour with the operation, she would head to the hidden stash and make her way to the channel without returning to the farmhouse and the other members of the resistance group. For some strange reason, she felt that the weak link in the group was right in the farmhouse, but she had no idea which of the men or women was the turncoat. She suspected that Marcel was right in his assumption that his unit was betrayed by. I quickly paid my entrance and went to the ladies bathroom to get ready. Luckily my ass was clean and I was really glad that I did not have to spend much time on that. All I had to do was to put my slutty clothes and do some makeup. As usual I also fucked myself with my dildo, stretching my ass enough so that guys can quickly and easily stick their hard dicks in my ass. 15 minutes later I exited the room. As I opened the door I found a guy that was clearly waiting for me as he smiled and called.