Without dwelling, and probably still without breathing, I reached out and wrapped my hand around the shaft. I had a significant lump in my throat but ...hat vanished when I felt the warmth and hardness of his cock. His skin had a silky spongy feel and I stroked him a few times, sighing as I released my breath. With that exhalation, all my nerves went and I focused on how wonderful his cock felt in my hand.No more doubts - and no more delays. I got on my knees, leaned over, and steered the head of. " At this my master went over to his table packed with unusual instruments and picked out double clamps which he placed on my labia with weights at the ends tugging open my pussy lips. It only hurt for a short time until I got used to the pain. "Oh, your pussy is so sweet Aphrodite. I must soon taste the nectar of your sexuality. But first, back to your marvelous tits." He took out glass cylinders resembling test tubes but with thin flexible tubing leading from the closed end. The tubing was. The walls were rough stone, and the light was dim and yellow. I'm in the tomb replica, she realized. There are the pillars, and there's the spirit door, and there's where three of the lights are burnt out and make a tripping hazard on the stairs. She rolled over and felt two hands pulling her to her feet. It was Marcus, smiling with just the corners of his mouth. Sharon had the mother of all migraines. "What happened?" she said. "You fainted," said Marcus. He had not taken his hands off of her. James quickly made his way up the hill. As he got closer he saw eight women chanting around the fire. Each were dressed in the colours of Autumn.Their chants were enchanting, musical even. As he watched he felt himself getting drawn in. He felt a kinship with ancient times and the gods of old.He was caught up in this feeling when he realised the chanting had stopped. Looking towards the women once more he saw them staring back.One of them stepped forward. She was an attractive woman with dark.