I reach for the sewing kit, slowly so she can see exactly what I’m doing. I open the kit, a simple folding wallet, and undo the press studs holding ...he swatch of fabric with the dressmaker pins. I look over at my lover, staring at me now with eyes wide. Still tears at the edges, but hints of questioning and the first dribbles of fresh fear creeping in. As I separate the swatch of pins and return the rest of the kit to the nightstand, a gust of lavender reaches my nose. There must be a sprig. "I am Placident, dark and vile. I am the greatest magician of them all... I hold all magic in the world except one... that one which is yours... I possessed your skin... hence your burn marks that couldn't disappear, because they were mine. If Vicdaen had just visited you more than that first time after the fire, I would have made you use your magic on him... giving me your magic and exterminating the last of the Fuor family... and I would have been complete."The darkness grew around her,. But when he tried to fondle her boobs, she resisted and pulled his hands back down into her lap. I thought it likely that he had a boner because he kept pushing into her backside and she kept moving away. Then he lay down on his side and moved her into place beside him. They hugged and kissed but when he tried again to feel her boobs or under her skirt, she pushed his hands away and said, "No, don't do that.” Eventually, he moved her onto her back and lay partially on top of her. While he was. “Would you lick my ass for me, Ray?”A small drop of pre-cum emerged from Raymond’s swollen cock as he watched his wife tease him with her gorgeous ass. He licked his lips at the idea of tonguing her once forbidden backdoor. He slowly stood up and walked, with his hand on his cock, over to the edge of the bed. Deborah got up on her hands and knees, shaking her ass for him once more.”I’m a dirty little girl. Be a big strong man and squeeze my butt and lick this dirty girl’s dirty hole. Raymond.