As a man who has been fortunate enough to sleep with many lovely creatures (and in their own way I found them all to be beautiful) She was spectacular... There just wasn’t a flaw on this Italian/Irish lass. I continued to kiss and caress her as I made my way down to her pussy. I licked and teased around her pussy hair and lips and them went past it to her thighs and legs. I intended to tease and probe until she begged me to lick her. Eventually, I worked my way up to having her pussy directly in. I woke up feeling the wetness in my panties and could not help the feelings of embarrassment and shame that came over me. Even though I was a grown woman, being in a home with all my family around put me back in the mindset of being a teen in my parent’s house where any notion of my sexuality was strictly forbidden. The rest of the house was still asleep and would be for some time. We had all just gone to bed at 1:30 or so. We so seldom have an opportunity to get together as a family. It had. And yet his eyes were so different from Rick’s deep, dark orbs… Larry’s ocean blue eyes swam with passion and desire in their depths. Dawn’s heart constricted with empathy. Oh, Larry… don’t fall in love with me… my heart belongs only to my husband… Her heart lurched when he whispered hoarsely, ‘Do you think you could pretend, Dawn… just once… pretend that you love me?’ Larry frowned slightly after he said that. I’ve heard that before… Dawn swallowed hard and looked at her husband. Rick nodded. Blood seeped from many of the nail holes, and dribbled onto the floor.Without a word, Billy grabbed hold of Heather’s still cuffed wrists, and began pulling at them, forcing Heather to her feet. He dragged her, screaming, to another hoist, to which he attached her cuffs, before raising it, forcing her to remain on her feet, her hands high above her head. Moving away for a second, Billy returned with the two skewers he had used earlier, and showed them to Heather, who was pulling on her wrists.