I unzipped my sleeping bag and padded across to the bedroom doorway. The wind?23:45. I'd been asleep for less than two hours.Two figures stood just in...ide the main door to the bothy. One struggling to shut the door against the gale, the other propping a pair of ice axes out of the way against the wall.They stamped their feet on the threshold to shake excess snow from their boots and quickly doffed their rucksacks. One clad in black like some sort of foul weather ninja, the other in feminine. They both shook and clutched each other tightly as they slowly came to rest. Marcus began feverishly kissing his mother’s face, licking their combined sweat from her cheeks and chin. His cock still thumped with the last vestiges of his orgasm deep inside his mother’s spermed cunt. Julia’s finger was still buried to the second knuckle in her son’s clenching anus. Her legs still wrapped tightly around his thighs.“Oh, god, Mother, I love you so much! I love you so!” Marcus sobbed into his mother’s. I licked and sucked greedily wanting it all. Then I moved my tongue to her ass, licking up and down her sweet rack between her butt cheeks. Her tight rosebud had not been touched that night.Ana laughed and said I was a very nice sweet cuckold husband.Then she described to me, how that black bastard had pounded his massive dark cock into her waiting wet cunt; making her moan and scream in both pain and pleasure.My slutty wife said I had no idea how well he had fucked her cunt.She had come five. Never again were you a threat to everyone.”“Wasss I?” the snake god turned to look at her. “I wasss dead, and now I am reborn in thisss temple. I get to finally look at my wife ... the one that betrayed me.”“No ... no, it can’t be you,” the hippo goddess said, shaking her head. “I ... no ... what you did to me.”“He isn’t real, Taweret!” Sekhmet told her. “He is an illusion. He is just a constructed imagery from the crystals just like the last room!”“Oh, I am quite real enough, Sekhmet. I am.