She - they –-had done the deed. Awful, not to know anything about this man’s history. Or the origin of that place. The jewel-eyed killer - she did...’t care. No, she was the killer. The tomb was full of people. Three of them carried the body away, the rest followed in mournful procession. Before her went a glorious black-haired woman who looked like the spitting image of the leader. Next to her a brown-haired, lightly tanned man who with his poise and mysterious eyes looked nothing short of a God. Gianna and I walked behind her, side-by-side. Sometimes we held hands, sometimes not. Every once in a while, one of us would move up to walk beside Atheria and chat with her.The first day of our journey to find the wizard Altholos took us through the woods surrounding the elvish town. By midday, we had left the woods and came into a series of gently rolling plains, rock formations dotting the land here and there. I found it strange that we didn't follow any roads, and when I asked Atheria about. Please!” I forced my tongue into her mouth and continued kissing her, waiting a few seconds before removing my lips from hers. “Please. Please, I can’t. Please. Please. I can't .” She pleaded. My body crushed her aganist the mattress and she felt the bulbous head of my hard cock poking aganist the tender lips of her cunt. As my mouth covered hers my hand slipped between our bodies and I positioned the tip of my cock at the opening of her pussy. I groaned into her mouth as I pushed into her, I. Don't get me wrong, I do love my wife. Enough so that I have even allowed her to indulge in her interest in women without interference. Through it all, I've never even been tempted to cheat.One of my hangouts is a local diner. Good food, great service, with stunning waitresses to boot. The plumbing might not work, but my eyes aren't broken! One of the young ladies has a c***d, about two, and was having trouble finding c***d care during a wedding in which she had a part. Having reared six k**s.