I double clicked.The video player popped up and began to show Kit with long brown hair (omg, when my hair was naturally long and done in pigtails! Mem...ries flew back, these videos were from webcam shows I did years and years ago! I just didn't remember from the pics alone), I watched as she slowly carressed the shiney pink dildo, rubbing it up and down with her fingers, I could even see the slight nervous shake of my, no; HER hands as they worked the lube over the rubber. She stuck her tongue. 'Have you got tissues?' I asked.'It's okay,' he said.'Right. I'll have one more then I'll stop,' I told him as I drove towards my third orgasm. It turned out to be almost as good as the first.Once we'd washed our hands and dressed for bed again, I told him, 'Any time we need to do that, we just do it, all right?'Ryan nodded. All he wanted to do was go to sleep instead of being asked about his sex life by his sister, but I was curious. Since we'd already broken the big taboo, a few questions. Now, however, it served as a private, timeless haven. The absence of light felt pure because nothing contrary to that feeling could be revealed.There were only two sounds that could be heard in the room; the first was the depressing rock music that emanated from the speakers of her computer. The second was coming from Sophia herself. Though her eyes had long since run dry of tears, the occasional dry sob leapt from her throat. Were there light, one would surely notice the wet streams on her. A glass decanter with the rest of the rare spirit rested on one of the mahogany side table, within easy reach. Smiling, he lifted the glass for a long sip. The door opposite him opened and a line of four pairs of black robed women, "ravens", slowly entered the room. Gentle music floated from speakers on the wall as the women glided forward then split and fanned out as they approached the center of the richly carpeted space. After forming a circle they all turned back to the open door. Four.