“Having fun with you as mums not here, I’ve seen the way you look at me and Mary, you do want me don't you.” “Sally, I'm married to your mum, ...he will go mad when she finds out what you have done so far, and she will find out.” “No she won't, Mary's not ill, we planned it to get mum away and us to be alone so you can fuck me.” “What I spluttered.” as Sally rubbed my cock with her hand and kissed me as well, her tongue flicking in and out. “What says that I want to fuck you.” “Yes you do, as. He knew, deep inside his soul, that he would continue to butcher her so long as she continued to return to him. His vengeance would never run dry.He dimly remembered her turning his body into pure energy, and then they were both somewhere else, somewhere other than the scorched, dead earth upon which he'd spent the last hundred and fifty years. This earth – wherever they were now – was lush and green. There were still no people, but he had his witch queen to endlessly torture, so he was. Soon his lips moved from mine and down my neck, kissing and licking a trail to my collar bone, where he sucked a light red mark. I swatted at him gently, but didn't stop him. He pushed up my sweater, latching on to my left nipple and sucking on it roughly. Soon my moans filled the bus, and I was grinding down hard on his cock, which I could feel through his pants.We paused our movements, looking at each other, reading the lust there. In a flurry of movement, we both pulled down our pants, and I. I have a gig lined up at Guilt and Company. You should come check us out this weekend! I remember you and George dancing to my music. I would love to see that again.”No sooner were the words out of his mouth than a look of horror crossed his face.“I’m so sorry!”“It’s okay, Ben. I remember that fondly, too. I’ll try to be there, okay? Don’t worry about it. It has been over a year now.”Ben nodded but looked like he had betrayed someone. “I’m so sorry, ma’am. We all are. We all pray for you. We.