A bucket full of stagnant water drawn from a nearby mosquito infested cistern and the man came to. It was a few minutes before he was able to get a cl...ar picture of his surroundings and predicament. When he looked for the first time into Meredith's dark eyes, he shivered and sweat beaded on his forehead.The four men listened to the screams for over an hour. No one in the group would give any more descriptions other than to say it wasn't a good idea to get on Meredith's bad side. In fact, Rob. Neither one of them heard the pronounced ‘ding’ echoing down the hall, nor did they hear the soft ‘whoosh’ of the elevator doors opening and closing. Muffled footsteps padded toward them. Hank and Ada Spencer had just come from a nice dinner, made all the more relaxing by finishing off the bottle of Bordeaux Hank had chosen to complement their meal. They stepped off the elevator and ambled slowly toward their room, each wrapped up in their own thoughts. Hank was wondering whether or not he had. My back arched as the pleasure reached its peak.And then I collapsed on her.“This happiness can't last forever. I'm dead, Thrak.”“Let me have this dream,” I whispered, savoring her beneath me. “Let me hold onto you as long as I can.”“You will,” she whispered. “But she'll be here soon. She'll complete you.”“How much longer?”“I don't know. Time is...different for me. It all blurs together. Soon.”I rolled off my wife and stared up at the first sky of summer. How could any woman give me happiness?. I moaned and I could feel my pussy getting wet. His other hand came up and slipped into the top of my nighty lifting my breastout and squeezing it, rolling the nipple. He had very large rough hands that felt wonderful. My pussy was soaked."I was beginning to like this type of payment. His left hand continued exploring under my nighty and was now squeezing and rubbing my bare ass while his right hand undid his zipper.He opened his pants and slipped down his boxers using one hand and never.