‘Isis, mother her in the afterlife,’ Ibis whispered, hearing footsteps in the hall approach her room. These were not living footsteps, they dragge... in a way no living person could. Her concentration broke, and her hands sweated as she added herbs to the oil and blood feeding the flame. Ibis heard the pads of fingers dragging down her door—dead, bloody fingers. Ibis could smell the trails of blood left behind. Sometimes other girls heard Quintia, or claimed they heard her. But what others. "Yoewwowowowoww! Pleaseeee!" Darling, that was nothing, I'm just getting your nipple ready."Walk around to other side, suck on nipple, be the last time. Oh well!"Good darling?" Damn you, please don't torture me like that! You're evil!"Go back, pick up needle, she's watching, shuddering. Pull nipple. PUSH!"Aghrrnneowwww! Oowwowowo! Wowwwwww! Owwwwww!"Twist needle, push through, follow with ring, screw ends of ringtogether."eeeeyyaaaahhhh! Ghannggjh!" Did it hurt darling? It won't hurt for. The power of her request took a few seconds for Ben to comprehend. He pulled his cock out of her cunt until only his cockhead remained inside her. Then, with some trepidation over the pain he was about to inflict on her, conflicting with the desire to pleasure his young niece’s most private part, Ben drove his cock into her until he felt the tissue of her hymen rupture, and his cock sink deep inside her. He stopped pushing and laid still, waiting for Amy to let him know when she was ready for. “Then you better go, because if you stay any longer, I’m going to rip your clothes off and to hell with what the Sheriff thinks of me.”I gave her another quick kiss, pulling away just as quick so as not to be sucked in by the urge to do what we both wanted and then slipped off the bed. “I should be back before I have to go to my shoot,” I said. “Can I see you then?”She half smiled. The other half included any number of naughty thoughts only Jordan could come up with. “I’ll be here, and when you.