So where Sean Brady was only to happy to hang around and chat with David Harris, it was Kevin Smith who having seen his nemesis Charles glaring menaci...gly toward him was only to happy to get away as soon as he could... Eventually completing their work, Helen and Charles stepped away, leaving Vicky and Caroline no longer feeling hands fastening them to the Crosses, or their breath or fingers exploring their bodies as they did so, only an unnerving constant slapping of leather upon the palm of an. Sam kneeled by the moaning woman, who was being fucked by a dog and a man at the same time, watching the event with great interest. His wife Marge also kneeled and grabbed Sonia’s big firm bouncing tits, feeling them and caressing Sonia’s back and butt, while the big hound was pounding her twinkie with amazing speed.“So this is the bitch you have rented for the weekend, Paul. She looks mighty fine for me. Could we have a go at her once your dogs have finished with her,” Marge asked, while she. Kissing her was so amazing. It's just one of those feelings that can't really be put into words. Her lips fit perfectly with mine, like two pieces of a puzzle.It was as if we read each other’s minds, as our hands both simultaneously wandered south; my hand slid under the elastic of her short shorts, as her hand slid under mine. I felt her wetness cover my fingers as I touched her for the first time. As Nicole's hand slid down into my shorts, coming in contact with my soaking wet pussy, I. .. and again.Time had taught me an important lesson about its construct. In the place of death there is no time. There is no tomorrow, because the souls of the dead lost all of their tomorrows before arriving in this walled in, pitch black, oppressive, hell. It mattered not at all how long I stood and watched the macabre parade. No time passed for me ... the only surviving evidence of my trips to this pit were memories and they were meant to torment, but caused me wonder instead.The demon mad.