After that, Rebeca spoke about horrible things happening to her. However, they didn’t appear to be merely dreams or imaginations in her head.Concent...ating and trying to decipher the significance, Clara suddenly picked up a humming sound like the type made by an electric motor, coming from behind the wall where the wardrobe stood. She listened carefully for several seconds until she heard a clack of something metallic snapping into place and the humming stopped.She nearly fell from her chair. She wanted to open the door all the way, and straddle his penis. She wanted it inside her now. Vedanti’s finger found her vagina and slowly she let it slide inside. She felt warm and smooth and wet. Her pussy clenched tightly around her finger and the shiver was sent through her again. Slowly began to watch herself in the mirror. Her face became twisted with excitement as she slid her finger deeper inside. The feeling deep in her abdomen began to rise to the surface as if her finger caught hold. From Eddie's perspective the shaft looked like the gun barrel on a battleship. His nostrils wrinkled as the strong pungent aroma of sweat and piss wafted from the man's hairy crotch as he drew closer to his face, aiming the monstrous head at his mouth. He tried to pull away but then the black bastard started to rub the enormous head all over his face, he growled and spit at the bulbous head but it only made the guard laugh. "Uugghhhh! Godddd! Acckk! GET THAT FUCKIN' THING AWAY FROM ME, YOU. After a poor start, the evening has been very enjoyable, and Tom is clearly at home as the host, cracking jokes and making me feel at ease. All good things have to end though, and Joe takes my hand and leads me to his bedroom, which is on the same floor as the sitting room. Just as well, as Joe is steaming drunk, and probably wouldn’t make the stairs. We bid his Father goodnight, leaving him alone with his brandy, and his thoughts. Joe’s room doesn’t look like it’s been redecorated since he was.