It wasn’t right that they should linger here neither alive nor truly dead, taking out their pain on each other, but what could be done about it? How...could they fight the forces of Hell, and did they even want to? Hearing a splash of water in the bathroom I rose and walked to the open door. Deadman was shaving his throat and cheeks with an old-fashioned straight razor, the strop hanging down next to the sink. He raised his brows at me for a moment when he saw me in the mirror and wiped soap. But we were so much in love by then, that I didn’t let something so superficial as his small dick detract from my feelings for him. Luckily, oral sex saved the day.I was really turned off at first, when he wanted me to suck his dick while he sucked my pussy. I soon learned to enjoy it, though, especially since that was the only way he could give me orgasms. It was especially hard for me to understand why he would do something so nasty as eating his own cum from me, but I soon came to enjoy that. I put her 'round 160 pounds or so, just right for cuddlin' close. I sorta figured I din't have much to lose and asked if she wanted to go along while I set things up. I mention my name was Willy, then I tole her I was headin' back in the slough, was planning on stayin' overnight an' that she was welcome to join me... and tole her that I'd bring her back to the landin' after I set up... iff'n she wanted.She sorta gave me a strange look, thought about if for a short bit, then decided she wanted.. ”“I’m glad for you. You weren’t singing last night are you going to tonight?” Kate asked eagerly.Jenny looked down at the floor.“I don’t really sing anymore.” she said quietly.“That’s a shame.”Jenny smiled as best she could. “C’mon, I need to get back. Give me a hug and a kiss and we’ll go back in.” Jenny pulled Kate into a hug and held her for some time, they kissed, it wasn’t a passionate kiss but it was somehow more than just friendly.When they parted Jenny was surprised at how nice it was.