For stretched, strained, elongated minutes, I am nearly overwhelmed by the beauty of my new friends as they engage in what is by all appearances truly...spectacular sex. After some amount of time which is completely unknown to me the conclusion is near. Emily is breathing harder now, and making more and more dramatic faces as the pleasure she experiences mounts.She is so close. I’m not the only one who can tell. Xandra is toying with her now. Taking her lover to the edge of orgasm and back again. .." he murmured, and then pulled his own melted marshmallow off the fire. After biting away its near-charred outside, he pressed the hot gooey thing against one of her small nipples. It didn't burn, just gave her a pleasant warm sensation. She cooed as he moved it from side to side."I like that Daddy," she sighed, once more feeling that familiar reaction deep in the pit of her tummy.Daddy put the roasting stick away and leaned down to clean off the sweet stuff with his tongue again, this time. "Promise me something?" Of course," he said, though he was fairly certain this was the kind of talk that could lead a man into trouble in this situation. "Promise you'll be mine," she said. "You will, won't you?" Of course. Why do you think I was out here to begin with?" You really promise?"He held her hand. "Yours forever. On my family honor."She seemed to think about this for a moment. "All right," she said. "Then help me out of these clothes."He stammered. "Do you think we should?" I said. She also knew that all of the doors were firmly locked. Yet, on today she noticed that one door stood slightly ajar. She read the name over the door: " STEWART " was carved in bold letters into the granite block.She thought it strange that she had never noticed the one tomb that bore her family name. But perhaps it was because the block was partially hidden by a branch, the leaves of which had already fallen, revealing the name inscribed.She read down the long list on the bronze plague to the.