They hurried theirfrightened prisoner towards the thirteen steps that rose to the malevolentJustice H all. Grey stone columns, iron fittings in which ...nlit torches rested,a black metal gibbet suspended above, the off-white of old bone s w ithin itsbars. Solana wore nothing but a lace-up bodice and skirt. H er breasts, plumpedby the corset, were all but bared to the November chill. The bodice's slimstraps had slipped part-way down her bare muscled arms. H er skirt s w eretorn, muddy. H er hair. Iwas literally in heat. My moans got louder as my plumbing rearrangeditself. My small red bump was now a fully tucked in clit and my urethrawas already inside a newly forming moist slit. My lips were forming,growing with each pulsating rush of blood filling them with fat. Idesperately kept my hand on my aching chest. My crotch became wet with asmooth lubricating liquid. It began washing away my semen from earlier.My hand reached up and around from my ass to plunge into the folds of myforming. There was no downside to the proposition. I handed my card over and paid with my good name one last time. I lay down on the bed. The mattress was comfortably supportive. Sadie reached under my shirt to remove the patch and drop it into the medical waste container. Pulling a step out from under the bed, she stepped up and laid her body along mine, carefully draping her right arm across her torso. Her mind went into a hibernation state of waiting. The position caused her dress sleeve to ride high. The traffic had thinned somewhat while they ate. ‘It’s called Kaena Point,’ she told him. ‘As far as you can go on this side of the island, unless you have a jeep. It’s very private, very dark. We can do whatever we want.’ He liked the sound of that because frankly, her boldness and exhibitionism was very exciting to him. ‘Just stay on this road until it ends,’ she directed. ‘Then we’ll be there.’ While he followed her directions, she pulled her feet up beneath her to lift her body up into the.