You will die.’ Her voice screams above the shriek of the storm, and I cross my arms over my face in terror. A pair of dry hands grip my wrists and p...ll them away, and suddenly a skeletal face pushes close in to mine, its breath a cloud of dust. ‘YOU HAVE DISHONORED A GOD! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!’ I bolt up in bed, covered in sweat, shaking. Dorian’s guestroom is dark, though the quiet song of morning birds filters in through the window. My heart is pounding so hard that I feel dizzy, and my. ”“We’re a threesome; I get to have sex with both of them, sometimes at the same time. You must have noticed we spend a lot of time together?”“Damn, it all makes sense now. So Syndy is shaved bare too?”“Yes, I love to keep her bald assed naked.”“Oh my God, talking like that makes me want to try it again. I didn’t know my mother was a carpet muncher.” She giggled. “I guess it is not carpeted, though.”“Are we okay, Brit?”“Yes, I’ve never been happier for mom.”“And you started it.”“I did, didn’t I. My nipples poked against the blouse he had requested I wear and I felt as if every spot of skin he touched was directly wired to my clit. He quietly moved his chair so that it was slightly behind me. He roughly ran his hand up my thigh and grabbed my right ass cheek. I gasped as his touch reignited the tenderness he had produced in it. He began playing with the hem of my panties, snapping them gently. His snaps became more insistent and when I finally snuck a look at his face, he whispered,. Millie held her arms wide, searching for the corners of the sheets. Bud slipped his hands around her waist and pulled her against him, grinding his stiff pole into her soft rear end."I wish she could be as easy to talk to as you are." Bud kissed her neck. Millie smelled of furniture polish and linseed oil.She swatted his hands away from her breasts. "Git on now. I got work to do," she said, "And don't think you're gittin' any of my brown shuga today after you come in here all hard and hot.