The vitality and spark that had made him fun and attractive was gone. He seemed older and used up like he had spent years on street corners, doling ou... blowjobs for meth. Impossibly, she knew that this had happened.As she watched, another figure came into view. A shadow of a woman stood behind the spectacle, watching with the cold complacent stare of someone shut out from the world around them. Bridget had track marks running down both arms, and her entire body had taken upon the grey, sunken,. How can we release them?"Jill said, "Look over each door, there appears to be some sort of code. Give me a chance to get a close look." She examined the writing over the door and noted matching glyphs on some of the small buttons on a panel beside the door. "I wonder if that is the code to start the revival sequence? Let's see." She tapped out the code on the proper buttons, and they all heard a musical chime. They saw the chamber door open and heard a voice from inside."Thank the gods, we did. "She lay down on her own chair again, looking over at him, seeing him lick his lips nervously as he took in the figure of his daughter. "Well, come on, Daddy, I don't want to get burned." Ah, sure," he replied, moving from his chair to sit on the edge of hers.He shook the bottle and then squeezed some of the oil onto her back and began to rub it in. At his touch, a spark seemed to shoot through her body from head to toe. She could feel her pussy lips starting to swell and knew the crotch of her. I flirted with the idea, her in chains awaiting my pleasure. It passed quickly. I pulled her atop me and our tongues joined and passion grew again. ‘My Lord is not done with me,’ she quipped while reaching between my legs to stroke my fire anew. ‘I will never be done,’ I said firmly. I was not sure Alia understood my love or my conviction. I was always worried she considered herself my play thing, just a dalliance until something better came along. ‘You are my heart, my love.’ I smiled,.