It had been a longtime since anyone had cared where she was or how long she would be gone. No one even cared whether she lived or died. ‘It is very ...weet of you Sir, but, you see, it’s the anniversary of my husband’s death and I just wanted to talk to him again.’ The man had approached as she spoke and ended his journey at the tombstone next to Samuel’s. then, surprising Marie, he held out his hand and simply waited, as if expecting something from her. It took only a moment before she realized. I push one finger deep into your pussy before adding another. Pushing my fingers in and out, as you move your hand onto the crotch of my pants.You move your hand onto the crotch of my pants, I can feel you tracing the outline of my throbbing member inside. I loosen my belt and undo my pants to expose my hard cock. You rub your hand over it, cupping my balls and circling and tickling the head of my cock with your fingers. You grip my shaft tight as I draw in a deep breath from the pleasure. You. “By the way, I told a little white lie back there. My name isn’t Ben, but don’t concern yourself with that. I’ve been watching you for a while now, Natasha Eckert. Oh, yes, there isn’t anything that I don’t know about you by now.” He stated as her eyes widened. Oh, my god. I have a stalker. Natasha thought as she watched him rummage around in his pocket, his hand playing with something. She whimpered, tears falling down her cheeks and soaking into the silk scarf. “You want to know something?”. The pole ax blade sparked as it bounced across the rocky ground behind him.He burst through the opening, and everything went black.There was a brief, disorienting pause before he stumbled to a halt. The floor he now stood on was the same dark stone as the Ziggurat exterior, but the impenetrable black smoke swirled in a dome over his head that stretched to the ground all around. Behind him was more of the same. No doorway, no walls; just a floor and cloudy darkness.In the center of the cavernous.