This was a completely different fucking smile, slightly innocent, but with some seriously sinister undertones. “That’s none of your business,” I...scowl. “Now go back to bed before I get Mom up here for you bothering me.” “Mom and Dad are out for the night.” Great, nice of them to mention. Then I thought that perhaps they had, maybe I just wasn’t listening. It wouldn’t be the first time I’d gone downstairs to find the place vacant. “Why do you want to know?” I then ask. “So you have. What’s it. She began to grind herself on my fingers. She began to breathe very hard and her breaths became moans. Soon she came and squirted a fountain of clear fluid into my hand, across my arm and onto the bed. She lay still for a minute with my hand resting on her fat pussy. When she ground her pussy back on my hand, I started finger fucking her again. When she was prepared to cum again, I pulled out my finger, moved above her and slowly slid my thick cock into her in one slow, steady thrust. Her knees. The girl was about twenty-five, long black hair, dark brown skin that was highlighted by the brief white panties and bra she wore. Her arms were strung up high over her head, the golden handcuffs clipped to a hook hanging down from the ceiling. The hum of a motor could be heard, the girl's body stretching up high as her arms were pulled higher and higher until she was perched on her toes, balancing precariously, swinging back and forth when she lost her balance. The man next to her was older,. In a Guild house with only fifteen members present, forty-three guards had perished, as had eleven of those present. Salim had fought to the death, but rumour had it that he took The Goddess a large number with him. She always looks favourably on those who bring her gifts. Sapha's sister had died that afternoon, mistakenly identified as Sapha and there was nothing she could do for her, or the young man who died with her. The thing was, only one of Sapha's family lived for The Goddess and lived.