And she screamed. And I hit her again. And she screamed. And I hither again. And she screamed.I didn't want to kill her. I didn't want to inflict...any long terminjuries. But I wanted this attack to be as violent as possible.And then she stopped screaming; still awake and aware of hercircumstances, but just too exhausted to scream any more.She just laid there in the bed, totally exposed; the night robe she wasin having fallen open long ago. I pulled off my shirt and threw it inthe floor. . But then she decided that was silly. He wouldnt care about things like that. This time Amina climbed the cemetery wall on her own, knees and elbows scrambling. A trail of flickering candles led to one particular grave. The night people were there, just as Amina remembered them–except, perhaps, that there were one or two fewer than before. Maybe they couldnt all make it, or maybe there was some more dire reason for the absences, one that accounted for the slightly melancholy tone of the nights. Youre my brother, she said. I nodded. And, youre my sister, too, and if we did something together, its no ones business, you know. She looked at me. I know, its just those old sayings and all that. She reached up and traced the outline of my cock. She moved her fingers tantalizingly to the head of it and pressed gently. I could feel my knees knocking. The feeling of her gentle hand on me was too much. I moved away and knelt between her thighs. I put one hand on one of her knees, the other hand. Despite her appearance in public as being shy, dainty and a little Miss goody-two-shoes, if given the opportunity she would suck cock, lick and suck nuts and yes, kiss and tongue his asshole. The man was fucking her now in a steady rhythm, pulling his big meat out to within an inch before plunging back in again. Time and time again he continued, his big hands around her ass pulling her to him and continually telling her how lovely and beautiful she was. "Oh darling, I'm gonna cum!" he breathed.