The fucking it was giving her had been too distracting for her to care about struggling against the vines, but a jolt of panic now stirred her into fi...hting.The vines held her body so tightly that her efforts made little difference, but as her legs were pulled into the flower, she finally managed to yank a hand free and reached out to clutch at an exposed tree root. She wondered how long her strength would hold out against the vines. It become a moot point when her orgasm made her lose her. He groaned as he felt her wet pussy wrap around him, sliding deeper and deeper in. She rode him as slowly as she could, prolonging the feeling. Isabel's tits were in line with Steve's mouth. He took them, one at a time, sucking, licking, nibbling, anything he could do to get her hot. Her strokes became a little faster as he increased his pace on her nipples. Steve's hands snaked around her body, grabbing her ass. He gave her a few light swats as she continued riding, light moans escaping her. ’ Leaving the now lifeless body hunched over the sink, with the blood still trickling down the drain, he quickly searched the house for someway to hide the body, he found a big suitcase in the closet. Starting to sobber up now, an idea hit him, like electricity turning on a light bulb in his head, that if he cut up the body and placed it in the suitcase, each body part wrapped in a garbage bag to keep blood from leaking out of the suitcase, he could take the suitcase and hide it somewhere in. It looked so warm and protective. How it fit him! She could imagine him retiring, after a long day working on their land for their food, exhausted, the muscles of his chest hard and tight. His large, strong arms, perfect for protecting her."Papa," she murmured, missing him so.Shaking herself out of her reverie, Lucy went over to the bookshelf. The books were bound in leather, and had no titles written on the fronts. No idea where to start, Lucy picked one off at random and carried to the bed.