My legs were still spread, and she was standing, close legged, between them. As she squatted, her tight, muscular little body contracted, and she bala...ced easily enough. A hand came back, and gently took my cock by the base, and aimed it. We'd long ago stopped using lube when we had anal sex. I liked the tighter feel without it, and the dirtier sex by making her have to lube me with her mouth and cunt. I now wondered how this was all going to play out, with her thinking that she was going to. And she thought why can’t Ramya have Aman. Aman’s mom was modern herself.She was not bothered by society and its old norms. She talked about it with Ramya and convinced her. Soon Aman and Ramya could have been together. But Ramya wanted her elder son’s permission to which he readily agreed. The marriage was planned after 2 months.2 months was a long time for Aman’s patience. One night he went to Ramya’s room where she was lying on the bed in a yellow saree. Aman knocked on the door. Ramya. ." The wolves head rolls down the road. His eyes are still open as I wipe his blood on my shoe. I smile as I pick up his body. I toss it behind the bush. I clip his head on my right leg under my cane.I then walk back to the girl. She was breathing heavier as I picked her off the grass. I carried her back to my house. It only took a few moments to place her in my bed at the top of the stairs. I lite some candles and left the door open as I walked down the hall. I placed the wolf's head. The Tower is far away, oh so far away, it's back to the coast, it's vile magic radiating inland against the wind, somehow. It is the source of the decay, and whoever, whatever resides there, the alleged sorcerer from another world, makes plans to take the world for them self.Our heroes cannot let that happen.The village of Southmarch, to the south, obviously, have reported that Goblins and Sexlings alike have been raiding the homes on their outskirts, taking prisoners and supplies and burning.