Thanks to Alain Courvoisier, I had learned much about Egypt, although the only fact I really yearned for was the whereabouts of Eloise de La Zouche, a...d how I could encompass her death.Mimi stirred at my side as the diligence bounced and bumped over the rough, pitted surface of the road.“How long before we reach Dieppe, Jacques? This journey is as uncomfortable and interminable as the one from Calais.”She was absolutely right. A French diligence could not match a Royal Mail coach for speed and. I ride his fingers through the shock wave until the tremors stop. Before I realize it, he picks me up off the couch and carries me to our bed. Seeing my toys already on display, he strips off his shirt and rips off his sweatpants. Still trying to recover from what I know is my first of many orgasms tonight, I hear what sounds like a plastic bottle creaking open. ‘The KY’ I say in y head. ‘Are you going to leave me open like this’ I say and he quickly replies ‘Don’t worry you won’t be open for. She smiled to herself as they watched her lather and rinse her naked body, aware of their presence but unaware that they were filming all of it. They watched her dry off and return to the bedroom, and they watched as she slid her panties up her legs and shimmied her hips to pull her short shorts up to mostly cover her ass. When she finally put on her bra they looked a little crestfallen, like the bittersweet end they knew was coming had finally arrived. Then, pulling her shirt on she picked up. I am shaking now as the air felt cooler and more electric. Cool, wet air circled my nipple and began sucking it while the fingering continued on my betrayed vagina. What the hell!? I hear an echoing, guttural sound feel the room. I am really scared now.A light laugh came after the guttural moan. This laugh was not human. Crisp air moved around me making me tremble more from the chilliness. I couldn't separate if I was shaking from chilliness or from the fear. However my born again.