An arm with its hand and fingers still attached started to drag itself across the floor, and she almost laughed at how ridiculous it looked, before sh... remembered why it was doing that.Jen shook her head, eyes wide as she watched the skeletons put themselves back together. “W-What do you want?”“Why, to talk, like I said.” He — err, it — was using that damn Southern accent again, complete with a drawl, but she couldn’t focus on it, as if it was coming from around them.“Jacob isn’t here. Go talk. He smiles as he inserts his key into the door, thinking of all the fun about to be had. The door opens and he enters the house. He walks through the hallway and into the living room and stops at the sight. Aziza and Miranda are on the couch, Miranda lying against Aziza, her head thrown back and her tongue in the other woman’s mouth. Aziza’s hand is between Miranda’s legs pinching her clit. Paul staggers at the sight leaning against the wall as his cock hardens. The women break their kiss and. Sometimes even on first dates, she will send me upstairs to wait in the sexual domination room, to imagine her stroking his better boner with oil, or aggressively massaging his lubricated prostate gland. That puts her in a mood, when she sees what it does to me, to watch her give men loud, twerking orgasms. I squirm in waves of sexual thrills too kinky to resist. It feels like heaven and it hurts like hell. If she looks into my eyes even as she is bobbing her lips up and down over his hard. I pulled an oil rag from its pouch on my belt and wiped the sword down again before I sheathed it. I pulled my belt knife out and cut out both the boar's tusks. They would make good souvenirs, and Trellis should have something to remember this by."'s a good'n there littl'un. I said to Trellis as I walked back to the coach. "I met a wizard up in Pelec's Crossing once what could do that sorta liftin' a things. Seems like t'be a mighty handy gift! I'm not sure I'd 'a been able to bring t'critter.