Secret panels and a secret passage, the whole concept intrigued her. And as she pulled a lamp from one of the end tables by the bed and plugged it int... a wall socket near the closet, she realized why the heroines in all those Gothic adventures never faltered in exploring such discoveries--plain, simple curiosity.That same curiosity now took hold of her. However, she wasn't about to make the same foolish mistakes ineptly made by the dumb broads of the late night movies. Placing the lamp on the. An exciting experience."Cold be hand and heart and boneAnd cold be sleep under stone."Terry recited the half-forgotten words as if to himself and thrust his cock inside Carol's cold cunt in time with the poetry. He held both her ankles tight together in one hand, a few trickles of water remained.Rose watched and listened to the old poem which sounded like the barrow wight's song from the Lord of the Rings ...she thought idly of the story of the barrow wights and their endless time in the. Faster I pulled at my cock my balls tightening with each stroke. Then with a grunt, I felt the release as a globule of cum leaked through the satin covering my cock. I kept on stroking as more cum escaped from my erection. Coating both my hard cock and the soft satin panties.“Will you be long?”I couldn’t answer, just a grunt, half wishing my orgasm would end, so she wouldn’t come and look for me, but wishing the pleasure as I spunked into her panties to last forever. My cock finally stopped. I leant over her and kissed her neck, small kisses down over her breasts and then I put my lips around her hard nipples - another gasp and I felt her body tighten, I flicked with my tongue and nibbled gently, moving from one to the other and back again. I pushed her legs apart and saw her waxed and completely smooth sex through that expensive lace. I kissed her inner thigh and moved up towards the feast, she moaned as I kissed her lips through her underwear, they were soft and full. 'I'm going.