I was all snuggled up between his legs with my back against his belly, and his arms in a bear hug around me. He was nuzzling my neck and telling me ho... good I smelled. I was warm, content, and barely watching the inane movie we had rented. I felt his hands fiddling with my shirt, and I thought, ‘Well, here goes.’ I closed my eyes and felt my pussy starting to throb. When his hands touched my stomach, I gasped right out loud. His hands were freezing because he was so nervous! He asked, ‘Is this. Perhaps he had dreamt that he had finally gotten married to a woman who loved him unconditionally and treasured the thought of being equally loved in return, as though such a relationship that expressed this particular brand of old-fashioned love were actually possible—the kind where a man and a woman had no problem staying together for the rest of their lives and that each new day only opened love’s possibilities even wider than before. This was quite a contrast from squabbles over money,. ‘They rather look like they came out of a bad horror story’. Suffice to say that he was not overwhelmed by the ghastly appearance of the wraiths. Nonetheless, he still did not dare to belittle them.“Indeed”. Fengar confirmed and proceeded to say in an agitated tone. “And according to my knowledge, having dark spheres in their heads isn’t part of their characteristics”.“You mean...” Zax averted his gaze back to the short man, staring at him as if he understands.“Hmm”. Fengar rigidly nodded as. Her tongue lapping at the stains, tasting her brother's dried cum, first two then three fingers quickly slipped in and out of her lubricated twat. But what sealed it was when she turned the boxers inside out, and stuffed them into her mouth, both the cock as well as the arse section of it, to try to suck her brother's boxers clean from the stains, and rich flavours filled her mouth. Delirious with incestuous lust, Jo pulled her knees up, spread her legs wide, and as she lay on her brother's bed.