Business is good for them all. The five games Mort writes all sell well. Overall life moves on at an even pace with the seasons. Winter comes to make ...hem cold and is followed by spring then summer. Francine and Ted are good with the gardens to fill the house with fresh produce each year and lots of home canned goods for eating during the winter.In late January of Mort’s eleventh year in Mallard House the winter is colder than any he’s experienced. One Sunday he’s leaving church when Harriet. Come in, come in." the voice behind the eyes says.The steel doors open with a loud creak and the Benjamin gentleman ushers you all inside. "Come, come now." he says as you all walk through the small hallway and into the main room. You look behind and don't see anyone by the doors. With a shrug, you move on. You turn around and the 3 of you stop in awe. The room is covered in what looks like red velvet, glass chandeliers and black leather couches. A large fountain sits in the middle of the room.. As I stood at the foot of the bed scanning the room, Spider removed his leather jacket, boots, jeans, and shirt. Only wearing his boxers I looked at his body. Spider had a well-proportioned sturdy body, covered in tattoos. His plump nipples formed part of two large spider bodies. Both his arms were sleeved with tattoos of skulls, spiders, and spider webs. On the front of both his thighs and on the back of his calves, another four spiders were tattooed. On either side of his body he had two. I turned around so he could enter me from behind. Sam held my waist as we started to fuck out in the open. Sam slid in easily. I was incredibly wet from all the flashing. I let out a soft moan, slowly in and out, increasing our speed with every new thrust. As we increased our speed our bodies started to perspire forming a shiny covering in the moonlight.As Sam brought me close to an orgasm, I heard footsteps nearing our veranda. Sam was concentrating so hard on pleasing me that he didn’t hear.