The Viscount had never raised his voice, but he’d talked to the girl. Softly, calmly, he’d talked to her, until she came within easy reach of him....Then, without blinking he’d grabbed her and snapped her neck before turning and walking out of the dining room. Phillip had changed the offending napkin rings and never forgot the ease or lethal calmness that the Viscount had exhibited in exacting punishment. Scythe couldn’t hear what was being said, merely the exchange of murmured words at the far. Without you there is nothing left for me to ever want or desire."He paused and took a deep breath, "And no matter what life after death brings our way I want us to share it all together as well. I love you so much, Ruby Skye." His humble avowal of love hung heavy over the church.She stared at her lover and soon to be husband. Tears formed and ran down her cheeks. Ruby took a deep breath. Softly she sang as she chorded, "I Love You Truly." One or two of the more self righteous in the. Some of us conform to society’s rules, I don’t. I know for me, my adrenaline pumps when it is happening, and there are small twangs of perhaps jealousy or possessiveness, but nothing major. When the thought of her being fucked comes to fruition, I just get plain horny. The feeling in my groin is overwhelmingly awesome, incredulous and phenomenal. I am very good at pushing the boundaries with my partners, and I do this with her. In the fantasy realm, she almost feels like she is experiencing it.. She glanced at my cock, then put her hand on Joy’s breast, squeezing. They moved into an embrace, lips parted as they kissed. I watched my lovely aunt grind her hairy groin against my girlfriends pussy. Joy pushed her away. “Spank Robert,” she said huskily. My aunt grasped my cock and pulled me closer, sitting on one of the benches beside the picnic table. She brought me down across her knees and moved her legs to get my hard.