I watched in awe as I stroked him her pussy slowly opening up and accepting the entire thing until my hand was totally off of him. When she got more c...mfortable, she started to fuck him harder and faster and soon she was screaming out and shaking as an incredibly orgasm slid over her body and mind. She ended up falling back and was now laying with her back on his cut stomach. Her body was still twitching and shaking as the aftershocks finally were coming to an end.Luke then started to fuck her. Then I widened her thighs in held my penis and confused where has to insert and asked her. She held my penis and papu insert here she placed at her oval shape vagina opening ,then pushed slowly so both struggling because both of virgin. So again I pushed bit inside so it went half and she was in pain so I kissed her lips and stopped her sound and I pulled my penis bit back and pushed hard so her hymen broken n her blood is coming from vagina.So I got fear and stopped bit for while and tears. I walk around the dungeon looking for her. When I find her she is leaning against a wooden, Saint Andrew's cross. I walk past her then circle back behind the cross. I slowly approach her from behind, unseen, and I pull some rope from my shoulder bag. I am close enough to smell her now, a mix of perfume and latex, exciting me beyond reason. I throw the rope around her neck and tie it round the back of the cross. Her hands grasp at the rope but she is too late. I take leather straps from the bag. Even the signs were gone.Gone too was the fabulous Houdini who'd done so much for them. Gone these thirteen years because a couple of months after he'd come to help them he'd died in New York on Halloween. His last great show had never fulfilled itself. He was injured in Canada on that tour when a man struck his stomach with his fist at Houdini's invitation. Houdini did not have time to tense those rugged stomach muscles, and his appendix was ruptured. Death followed shortly.Did Houdini's ghost.